you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not

It was beautiful as God must be beautiful: glacial eyes that had looked on violence and come to terms with it; a body too huge

I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,

Once upon a time, You and all your kind lived undern… Had ridges for ribs that dropped o… As if an excavation crew were hire… And while the world above you inve…

one more breath flick worries away we earned to live one more breath laughing at ourselves ***

Abulgualid Muhámmad Ibn-Ahmad ibn-Muhámmad ibn-Rushd (un siglo tardaría ese largo nombre en llegar a Averroes, pasando por Benraist y por Avenryz, y aun por Aben-Rassad y Filius Rosadis...

Not quite four a.m., when the rapt… strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books ar… in their neat and colorful rows. H…

When my dreams showed signs of becoming politically correct no unruly images escaping beyond borders

rubicon sitting here in my white rocking chair on the porch of a new century plus old house

Take Me Brother gods Zeus Poseidon Hades of the sky the sea the underworld convened at twilight at the Mount Quite puzzled at near dawn

Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,

This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the rooms beneath me. the continuous henyard

shameless revenant a revenant ghost from the ninth circle of hell haunting the meadows sucking the wealth life shameless

Cosmos God created Infinite space outer rocks Stars ever in motion. Boundlessly vast yet crowded

Don’t bother me. I’ve just been born. The butterfly’s loping flight carries it through the country of…

Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts,

Atropellados por la Pampa suelta, los raudos potros en febril disput… hacen silbar sobre la sorda ruta los huracanes en su crin revuelta. Atrás dejando la llanura envuelta

Listen To Your Heart ...the sun rises with you We all had gone through a feeling of melancholy

fire made earth you walk on under your feet warm yet cold a winter discontent

Sitting on a river bed with little… Speaking in different tongue, only… children of the Moon will come, we… Carrying all of our welcomed frien… Speaking in different tongue, only…

Ever walked on forest trail? At Dusk.... Darkness and dew starting to settle all around you..The heat from the day fading away.. Firefly’s reveling their true color’s... Thunder in the ...

DARK Angel, with thine aching lu… To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no th…

Del otro lado de la puerta un homb… deja caer su corrupción. En vano elevará esta noche una plegaria a su curioso dios, que es tres, do… y se dirá que es inmortal. Ahora

Here war is simple like a monument… A telephone is speaking to a man; Flags on a map assert that troops… A boy brings milk in bowls. There… For living men in terror of their…

When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the bramb… nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching

Our shells clacked on the plates. My tongue was a filling estuary, My palate hung with starlight: As I tasted the salty Pleiades Orion dipped his foot into the wat…

All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely p… They have their exits and their en… And one man in his time plays many… His acts being seven ages. At fir…

I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…

This is not I. I had no body once… only what served my need to laugh… and stare at stars and tentatively… on the fringe of foam and wave and… Eyes loved, hands reached for me,…

least we can do we congregate we celebrate as we have always done the life of a dear departed Brothe… honor him we weep we pray

sunsets into eternity then Goddess Selene gave her all body and soul to God Helios

But to every mind there openeth, A way, and way, and away, A high soul climbs the highway, And the low soul gropes the low, And in between on the misty flats,

six weeks cold morning twilights the sun lazily rising sleeping-in in mind second month day two

Giggling Muses A cup of monk brown Cappuccino to crown A day’s end at last a gratitude On the beach a lavender solitude

I’d seen their hoofprints in the deep needles and knew they ended the long night under the pines, walking

Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art

God is Love ...God’s mysteries... his miracles… Love a gift from God the creator of life of nature

paradise lost from the tropics to the cold regions sky sentries of the atmosphere

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils

the well of goodness let the Tau Alphans gather around the well the well of goodness like many moons ago they had

Pigs Can Fly Ad Astra Out of the box beyond the Rubicon pigs can fly “ thus one journeys to the stars”…

On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God – a worthy pastime.

Royal Flush rare anyone gets a royal flush let alone spade from a five card stud

At the end of the day, what’s an “United States” without unity?

september song passion love lore seeded in my soul grown a leaf and many more

What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in:

From the bonny bells of heather They brewed a drink long—syne, Was sweeter far than honey, Was stronger far than wine. They brewed it and they drank it,

There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothi…

Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...

Mona Lisa there will be chill in the air around the corner undoubtedly before the autumnal equinox a sweet first kiss of fall

Every morning the world is created. Under the orange sticks of the sun

Happiness ...dance with your muse... You let go The insane daily rat race Is just that-insane

It is no night to drown in: A full moon, river lapsing Black beneath bland mirror—sheen, The blue water—mists dropping Scrim after scrim like fishnets