Found showcased in Weesperplein (a Metro station) in Amsterdam: A sheepish answer to Tom Lehrer’s “Cows with guns” (animated you-tube video)
The dragon breathes…his breath comes out in a white mistthat spreads low across Kasterleepark…and makes a criss-cross patternof icy rime on the glass outside.
In a maze of colours
For weeks, or maybe even months, I haven’t dreamt of the ocean. I was missing my ocean dreams, and just like that, last night, it came back to me. The old familiar theme of the ocean. And me in it. No colors this time, at least, no specific highlights around colors, even though it was…
Turn off the thousand watts.Pack up the moon and stars,Roll out the thunder clouds,And let it rip!
The orange headed oneGoes skiing,A whizz of color,He starts off lazily downhill,Gathering speed as he goes,Lithe and graceful,Zooming down the slope,A blur of orange and purple,Warms my heart on a cold snowy day.
Was listening to “Shape of my heart” – Sting, and looked up its lyrics, part of which goes thus: “I know that the spades are the swords of a soldierI know that the clubs are weapons of war” which I put up on my gmail status. Surprisingly my nerd brother chose to comment on it,…
