In the cold embrace of winter’s gr… When mornings arrive with an icy t… I find it hard to leave my bed, With dreams of warmth still in my… The world outside is gray and stil…
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...
Here we are again, the end of the… Reflecting on events that have hap… The past twelve months, from begin… With bright smiles, but at times s… Farewells to friends and loved on…
ode to an old friend this old hous… this old house was loved lived in with joy and trust where positive thoughts were said and heard
El poniente impecable en esplendor… quebró a filo de espada las distan… Suave como un sauzal está la noche… Rojos chisporrotean los remolinos de las bruscas hogue…
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...
Cosmos God created Infinite space outer rocks Stars ever in motion. Boundlessly vast yet crowded
Happy ye leaves when as those lill… Which hold my life in their dead d… Shall handle you and hold in loves… Lyke captives trembling at the vic… And happy lines, on which with sta…
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,
When my dreams showed signs of becoming politically correct no unruly images escaping beyond borders
There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothi…
The abstracts hover like dull ange… Nothing so vulgar as a nose or an… Bossing the ethereal blanks of the… Their whiteness bears no relation… Snow, chalk or suchlike. They’re
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your kn… for a hundred miles through the de… You only have to let the soft anim… love what it loves.
a day in the life feeling like a fool more so than ever before must be April first ***
If I were a voice, a persuasive v… That could travel the wide world t… I would fly on the beams of the mo… And speak to men with a gentle mig… And tell them to be true.
“your poems about the girls will s… 50 years from now when the girls a… my editor phones me. dear editor: the girls appear to be gone
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
The bearer of evil tidings, When he was halfway there, Remembered that evil tidings Were a dangerous thing to bear. So when he came to the parting
my father always said, “early to b… early to rise makes a man healthy,… and wise.” it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our… and we were up at dawn to the smel…
It’s time we stopped fighting About things that dont mean a thin… It’s time we started fighting To save this broken ring. I used to tremble with your every…
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
Silence ...by Jess Gopez-guest poet... Some things unsaid Best they remain The silence blossoms
On the path of life Just put any foot forward Matters not which one As long as you don’t stay still You’ll achieve your lifelong thril…
I thought that I could not be hur… I thought that I must surely be impervious to suffering— immune to pain or agony.
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…
home brunch friday wild flowers red violets roses blue
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my Highland cav… Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or bounding o’er the dark blue wav… The cumbrous pomp of Saxon pride,
in yourself yes in your heart there in yourself
Ambrosia Undying Share a moment smile Compassionate full moment Hold someone share love
becoming whispered by the sea breeze the valley of the fireflies by the… where the emerald tapestry of history beckons a sanctuary
