A notebook bulletin board
tacked on when randomly bored
applied thoughts in a scribblebook
open for the world to look who passes by
so fast to see like a needle in a haystack we
safely stash those innermost secrets thought to be
at least you see languishing up and into pristine
blossoms for you to pick and sniff and hope
they don't make you sick.


Heed the Titanic.

Higher than a long beach kite.
Farther and clearer than the sky.
Blue as a lightning rod at midnight.
Orange as the hue in a lantern's smile.
Combine the two and what is it you'll find.
The Electronic Revolution is for all mankind.
The old Middle Masters put on the endangered.
Listing port side while the world gains equilibrium.

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