Newspaper Celling with Lights in the Attic

Newspaper Celling with Lights in the Attic.

By Curt Vaughn

I see people’s news paper headlines on my celling

I try to grab them with untied shoelaces from my books.

I cannot reach them with my teeth made of play doe.

So, I wait night and day for one to finally fall with grace.

When I get the story I eat it even if it burns my tongue.

I try rearranging the words in mouth using my apple.

I spit up what can only be seen as a half eaten light bulb.

It just blinks from time to time and only I can see it.

I try gluing trading cards from the tree house on it.

It helps some with the brightness but it is still not whole.

I toss the bulb in the hidden attic with the rest of my light.

I need a window in there so all including myself can see.

The celling never stops the presses it just finds more room.

So, why not break though it so the attic can release its light.

This ancient pound will not fall

This ancient pound will not fall.

By Curt Vaughn

Taking walks in the cool evening mist around the lakes of present, past, and future tense. With graceful and cautious yellow billed feathered warriors on the brown and gold covered secret forest under the eternal but every changing night sky. You hear and see rumbling waters of nature and man glisten like candles in the wind. Do not dismiss your muse because of man, for the warriors have not, they have adapted but still keep their ancient ways and so must you. Keep to the warrior’s path and they will challenge you and accept you into their revered society if you can show them you are worthy of their featured and wondering ways.  The rain never stops in their ancient lake it comes from the trees and the water and gives life to all who follow it and you will find the red billed feathered chief’s of old who can show you the future and the path you must take.  Keep on going and the ancient pound will never fall.

Excuse Me I do Not Boast

Excuse Me I Do Not Boast

By Curt Vaughn

Excuse Me,

I do not boast I simply do what is needed in time above all wearing thoughts or personal well being for one must remember ones place even when you lose that ever blessed thought among the chatter of the every busy universe so please excuse the lateness of this request but may I intrude on your soul one everlasting time.