two bicycles

i saw two bicycles
on the hill
between the tombstones
yesterday

i wondered what the dead
would want with bicycles

or should i say
how odd?
that the living would go
on their journey to and fro
to rest there

but then again
i've never been one
to shy away from tombstones
so perhaps
on the next sunny day
i shall peddle there
and sit beneath the tired tree
right between the faded tombstones:

for on thinking on it --
where exists a better place
to ponder both the dead and living?

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
to say for destruction ice
is also great
and would suffice.

Robert Frost

Sistine Chapel

on goes my little study of poetry and art and everything nice...

oh how i wish to see it in person some day!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sistine_Chapel_ceiling