Friday, May 18, 2012

Poem

My jolly piece,
You may not go
When I hold your heavy
On days distant from silence
And words.

Even if no laughter
Waves its daft paths
Through you,
I will give you all of mine
To remain.

-EEG

6 comments:

Wow, that was awkward said...

Where have you been! I tried to look you up in advance of going to New Orleans for Jazz Fest but your blog was gone or private or locked down or something. No email addy or anything. Good to hear from you!

Star Kicker said...

Aw man, you're kidding! I just took a break for a bit. Did you enjoy our lovely city?

Wow, that was awkward said...

I always do. But had never been for Jazz Fest and now I'm loving NOLA even more. I have lots of stories. Email me if you want to hear the highlights. My addy is on my profile somewhere.

Star Kicker said...

I am saddened that - unlike Burning man - Jazz fest did not get its own blog.

Wow, that was awkward said...

Ha, well Jazz Fest was quite a bit like Vegas - what happens there stays there. You could have been a first-hand witness and/or participant - it saddens me that you weren't. BM is easy so far since its in advance. We shall see how much of what happens there gets put into the bloggy.

Star Kicker said...

Next time, friend. Next time. I always enjoy burning man stories. Or any good ones (and good blogs) for that matter. lately, I have a hard time writing things down in a coherent piece. This must stop.