Thursday, January 24, 2013

You're shining with thongs

Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life --

What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?

Thon for Tarzan

I have gone for three beautiful, walk, seen in a beautiful garden of poetry. by..Thon D. Nontaz.

The poem stopped me in my trace of tomb.

Beware dear fellow.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

...โชว์แป้ง..อีตูด อุ๊บสิบ โนสาม..