Seagul eyeWritten by K.S. Fellow
The Seagull Eye
Lend cut to purge mind, lend burning tongue that binds. Chatter off like seagulls who mock and scrounge, who never shut their beaks till sustenance is found. Leave bits of hard bread for pests to find, leave jam and turkey for silent man confound to his thoughts of past what birds have seen. Seagulls may have seen great lands as they have flown, as they experience grand feeling of flight. Though ground bound man has never traveled nor flown he has known much more though he be old and worn. A bird has no insight to enjoy what they see, they have no imagination to love places they go. The man has dreamed greater places then birds will every know, and has flown far higher then birds could ever hope to be. Let streaks of white be speed off fat seagull, and let silent man sit soundly still on sand.
Road Rider's DreamsWritten by K.S. Fellow
Mythology info... Road Riderís Dreams:
Deep in frothy maze, of swirling mist and country haze. Low down in ditches that pinch desolate swarthy roads, where night air flows with humming tongues of hidden crickets and low spying toads. No, sir...no one knows, of things that creep on feet of road riderís dreams. In apparition like sweeps, among dark spindle trees, long dark coats and hats and