
Guidelines though they be,
signs, like rules, regulations
are more fun when bent.

Guidelines though they be,
signs, like rules, regulations
are more fun when bent.

Despite severed roots,
budding anew like friendship,
from scratch comes nature.

A true comforter,
with warm embracing shoulder,
the oak is a friend.

Hop jump and step up,
shoulder to shoulder we move—
as dancers, soldiers.

Shedding vanity,
marking the passing of time—
winter skeletons.