there's not a sound but that we want it loud
silence weighs on us like an evil dream
all meaning is conveyed in the dark shroud
whose sense of justice makes them proud
do more than what the law itself might deem
there's not a sound but that we want it loud
magic and sorcery here are not allowed
but here's a cat that's lapped up all the cream
all meaning is conveyed in the dark shroud
above our heads we note the fleeing cloud
reality means more than it might seem
there's not a sound but that we want it loud
and yet no gifts but what was first endowed
to one who came and caught the early gleam
all meaning is conveyed in the dark shroud
never deny those things that once were vowed
more will be shown than in the basic theme
there's not a sound but that we want it loud
all meaning is conveyed in the dark shroud
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
28 April 2007
making significance
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