Subject: Scrambled Images
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: dnb-as1s60.erols.com
Date: Thurs Dec 18, 1997 at 7:11AM

Sleep patterns disturbed ...

songs heard ... dancing frogs ...
jumping up and down on logs
Wanted to stay ... couldn't pay ...
images ceased ... mind released

Lily pads floated ... eyes gloated
Spouters came into dark scene
Pretended they knew, to be mean
What it takes to pen the words
So minds can be heard ...

Stress caused the dream sleep
Now, mind is worn and weak
Images still scar the brain
Want them to be gone again
Mind knows work ... hear it perk

Images slide off ... only scoff
comes from those who demean
From where do they lean ...?
Thoughts are mixed up ...
about what makes stuff

Work in verses to see points
Many images linked in joints
Scattered pics all used along
Lines which oft make songs
People do it - when they sit

Down at piano - it's alright
Strum a chord ... oh, my Lord
So many rhymes in songs
Pop people sing along ...
Make money - and it's funny

Are there different rules
For poets without school?
Can't be so ... all is a go
My words matter ...
No matter what's uttered

Write it all ... as much as here
Doing it daily - repelling all fear
Amass the lyrics - some so serious
THEN come to me and spout ...
Your words and then - get out

- tristram
7:05am Thurs 12/18/97