March 31, 2007
The Stream - a poem
The Stream, it seems
Has quite a cast of characters,
As it gleams, in the early morning sun
As the dew drips down,
Down to the ground
And onto an ant, on a mound,
As he carries a leaf further down, along the path,
Where his Queen, is eternally bound
To her destined Ova–lasted mourning
The slug crawls ever closer, to his home
Under a [...]





















