Fair and light,
he trots around the room,
from seat to water fountain.
Weightless, yet heavy
his countenance
watches silently at first
from a thought to
action, a pause.
Procrastinating elf
he can explain himsef
each and every day.
CM 1997
The Beauty of the Weapon-by Jason Harris
the sky is filled with
light from the magnificent weapon,
its glare lights up the sky
everywhere around it turns green.As used for war, it
cuts through the enemies as though
they were butter.
Swing! Swang! Swung!
Gliding through the air.
Its elegant shape,
though in hand
awkward,
is so remarkable.
What else would you say it is:
But Beautiful!
1997