Ode to Joni by pyramus She is queen undisputedly of mind beauty A girl whose life was shaped by duty; Searching for her guiding star She tried to show us who we are By telling us about herself; The booby traps of pride and wealth, Of life and laughter, love and hate; Those things to which we all relate. With all the knowledge life acquaints She sings in swirling oils and paints Words woven fast with woe and wonder; Hypocrisy is blown asunder. Painting colours, Painting words, Showing how it's too absurd To take for granted all we know Before we take that trip below. The colours of her life have been A little blue with Little Green Miami red and Indigo The colours really ebb and flow. River of darkness, shadows and light, A Black Crow slowly taking flight. A palette of sparkling words reveals The way she really thinks and feels. A mind that never fails to thrill That sees the point of mans good will And sees the faults so clear and stark Can usually create a spark. Shes had to come in from the cold For the story that she has told Is hard for some to understand, But surely some revelation is at hand. To various members of the JMDL William Butler Yeats and of course Joni.... ...thanks for the inspirational words. pyramus
