Maxioms by Saiom Shriver
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?
The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain read more
The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain scream
when he higher climbs into spiraling steam.
Each night the Tree of Nut
out of naught knits neat nuts.
Each night the Tree of Nut
out of naught knits neat nuts.
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
The bee's favorite couplet: a sunup brimming buttercuplet.
As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of read more
As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of moon and stars
so can a poet's long rainbow
of words
play our heartstrings from afar.
