by
yackyack
@ 2007-06-17 - 10:18:03
The world outside as seen through slats, piercing through my frontroom flat
Blinds drawn down just half open, light filters in so softly spoken
Just a glimpse is all that's needed, the quiteness of the world receded
Windows shut sounds are silenced, yet movements detect an unreliance
For of course it isn't at all quiet, if anything chaotic, random fired
Tempting one to go outside, embrace the movements enjoy the ride
Dance within that scattered light, opened up and oh so bright
Warm gold sunshine, smiling kids, laughing loud amongst orchids
Full in bloom stamens proud, teasing the approaching insect crowd
Bees that buzz fly elegant, drawn on in, by musky scent
Its deft aroma helps maketh honey, gold translucence all sweet and yummy
Waiting to be bought off of shelves, by full grown flowers with little elves