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