paper_picasso notme supper with a book on the lion crows sit watch them sleeping elves waking signs with splendid wings wait on it steep in it will it to draw ink red blood from SIX lead roses doors closed open scenes of me and you and everybody act on ONE take #THREE "?and what is this, this story sky i see?" says eye "!blink!" and return to daylight moon elliptical running funny wild white circus pony orbits a round and around the planted tree we sit and sing our lives artists and acrobats shaking spears and drinking marrow from the dusty sun globe in the ground tinkers for foes tapping into why errors happily hop to happen along way away from far too far across the floor corners break walls and the picture folds going from EIGHT to Be Cause wE are leaving Fire tootheD winds and cedar tree anGels white to black and black to white as the SEVEN colourful buzzing bees Fly from their hIVE blind they bind the sketches with honey dew and melon juice dripping sweet sea the words REaD the BLUE escaped breath of a destined pawn fashioned to warm the ice petals INTO GROwn VIOLETs to hOme Rome the ANGEls riding the clouds for friday feast is ready like a box wrapped to be opened the taste of garlic GREEN sent on linger trips stares of stone and YELLOW in hair and their shut tops and locked buttons burning FOUR a hundred decades in a place where NINE plays ELEVEN teaching TEN how two paint ZERO creatures the poor claim their peace time for a piece of the puzzle pi tug of war fighting pulls between men and women and women and men for pleasure pains an empty page wounding the pallid unkept brush blood for a fee and ink for freedom 031207 ... Doar much applause for you nom 031208 ... oE *clasps hand to chest* 031208 ... zeke I like this. 031208 ... nomme !thanks you three! i don't quite understand it myself, a nonsense bomb kinda exploded and all the little pieces hit my keyboard, glad it touched some souls 031208 ... falling_alone niftiness...go you! 031209 ... phil www.mrpicassohead.com 031210 ... walrie oh hello nom! "blood for a fee and ink for freedom" i don't think i understand the whole thing, but i loved it nonetheless :) 040315 ... u24 origami. 040316 ... .nom : ) 050126 ... (z) (i like it more today. very, very beautiful. thank you nomme.) 050126 ... .nom most welcome z, thank YOU.) 050127 ... ever dumbening i love the rhythm and articulation of this, m. it speaks to the musician in me, what with its mordents, appogiaturas, and redirected notes. but then you already know i think you're cool. -J 050127 ... .nom : ) 050128 ... .nom thankyou J) this blathe was partially inspired by reading the picasso sampler 'excerpts from: the burial of the count of orgaz, & other poems' at: http://www.ubu.com/historical/picasso/picasso.html 050206 ... .nom (which i personally found parts of to be rather weird,...but, nonetheless, liked certain passages) 050206 ... .nom there were other things that went into my blathe as well though,...kinda all got mushed up together. i'm (still) surprised anyone even like(d/s) it. 050206 ... .nom (maybe 'rather weird' isn't exactly 'right') 050207 ... oops *partly? 050207 ... - - 050812 what's it to you? who go blather from