rum sugar raisins and jellybeans

my ricebowl of thots
sprinkle sawdust of cherryblossoms
and notes
dribble dabble dribble dabble
like a toddler across a mosaic tiled cape
how can it be
youre asking me
the day the clouds part
whence shakespere wrote his play
dribble dabble dribble dabble
now im running on my heels
round and round this non rotating track
for this race i must complete
two times two
maybe a couple of times more.
an endless comic painted onto the skies.
eagles swooping down from the heights
speak of messengers up above
treasured sands of time engulfed within
picture memories
i have of u all remain.