I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,
Swerving east, from rich industria… And traffic all night north; swerv… Too thin and thistled to be called… And now and then a harsh—named hal… Workmen at dawn; swerving to solit…
You have no enemies, you say? Alas! my friend, the boast is poor… He who has mingled in the fray Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have made foes! If you have…
You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but
Tightly-folded bud, I have wished you something None of the others would: Not the usual stuff About being beautiful,
What is reality? I am a plaster doll; I pose with eyes that cut open without la… upon some shellacked and grinning… eyes that open, blue, steel, and c…
At this moment in time, we’d like to invite First Class passengers only to board the aircraft. We now extend our invitation to Exclusive, Superior, Privilege and Excelsior members, foll...
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
as the days pass by and the years unfold silver strands wind-blown few less stories untold the steps grow slower
giving love giving love is the way to happiness the more love you give the happier you are
Beyond the New Year What a beautiful Fun filled group brotherhood chat Over the moon Joy All out camaraderie
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
In Gratitude A house goes purple No royalty attached none Humble it remains Where love compassion resides
Loada sea la misericordia de Quien, ya cumplidos mis setenta… y sellados mis ojos, me salva de la venerada vejez y de las galerías de precisos espe…
When my dreams showed signs of becoming politically correct no unruly images escaping beyond borders
My daughter plays on the floor with plastic letters, red, blue & hard yellow, learning how to spell, spelling,
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
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…
Being told I would be expected to talk here, I inquired what sort of talk I ought to make. They said it should be something suitable to youth-something didactic, instructive, or somethi...
In January’s chill, your warmth r… A tranquil grace that soothes the… With wisdom vast, you help to make… A steadfast light amidst life’s fl… Your calm demeanor, like the winte…
Now they are no longer any trouble to each other he can turn things over, get down… of things that never happened, all… unfinishable business.
From a single grain they have mult… When you look in the eyes of one you have seen them all. At the edges of highways they pick at limp things.
Be infinitesimal under that sky, a… even the sailing hawk misses, a wr… among the rocks where the mist par… Recall the way mere mortals are ov… by circumstance, how great reputat…
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…
I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is
Unbiased at least he was when he a… Having never set eyes on the land… Between two peoples fanatically at… With their different diets and inc… “Time,” they had briefed him in L…
He was short of breath Mind and body in the dark Then he thought of Him A spark that flickers to life Guiding him through the shadows
Child’s love Guide you I will Learning to ride A bike Along the way
creative iguanas we delight in things beautiful art dance music poetry food backdrop of our travel group we walk slowly soaking up
My son, my executioner, I take you in my arms, Quiet and small and just astir And whom my body warms. Sweet death, small son, our instru…
