Taoist Toast
January 5, 2009 at 5:58 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 17 CommentsTags: New Year, poetry, writing
The mad tumult and exalt
Voracious, widemouthed
Laughing cup runneth over
Bustle and shoulder bumping
Crowd fills the house
With celebrate pontificate
Madden enbadden and let none
Remain uncorrupted nor untouched
By selfindulgent gratulations
Glasses raised and toasting
This novelty profuse.
No more shall we beg
The breath of the dead
Henceforthwith we shall rename
Our dreams as plans instead
And ring in this most magnificent
confabulation of days,
The Year Of Doing Things.
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