Tuesday, February 17, 2009

The Golden Bird

clap me up and
clap me high
clap your heart
out, satisfy

keep me afloat
and proud and flying
and keep me up, keep
chanting in rhyme

we won. we did.
we beat imagination.
hold me mid air,
in this cloud of elation

hold my ego and the
glint in my eye
and thunder till i
cry me dry