The Lines of Our Joy
Undoubtedly, no amount of writing
describes the unmeasured happy, leaping joy,
the loudly whooping folks and toys,
the happy days,
the mellow ways
the lays, the lines
streaming the tree of time,
doting time,
times of dreams
and dreams in dreams.
I’ll watch them laugh
all splayed with wishes and
ways of yuletide joy
in the measured time,
doting time,
dreams in tracks of time,
the happy days,
doting ways,
dipped in lays and lines
streaming the tree with times,
And no word or measure
defines our happy times and toys
nor the whistling tracks of our timeless joys.
- The School of Mankind (Considering Ecclesiastes) - April 27, 2022
- Considerations - April 27, 2021
- One last beautiful gift of insanity from the incredible mind of Benjamin Lloyd Plunkett - May 6, 2020
Sheer genius