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,…
On the grass when I arrive, Filling the stillness with life, But ready to scare off At the very first wrong move. In the ivy when I leave.
It will not always be like this, The air windless, a few last Leaves adding their decoration To the trees’ shoulders, braiding… Of the boughs with gold; a bird pr…
“For example, what the trees do not only in lightning storms or the watery dark of a summer’s n… or under the white nets of winter but now, and now, and now—whenever
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
Philippines the beautiful seven thousand pearls Eden in the Philippines Sea seven thousand smiles in the sky a… rainbow like
All I know is a door into the dar… Outside, old axles and iron hoops… Inside, the hammered anvil’s short… The unpredictable fantail of spark… Or hiss when a new shoe toughens i…
Two roads diverged in a yellow woo… And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I c… To where it bent in the undergrowt…
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
When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,
A flea and a fly in a flue Were imprisoned, so what could the… Said the fly, “let us flee!” “Let us fly!” said the flea. So they flew through a flaw in the…
butterflies over the rainbow a blue butterfly winks in front of… a hummingbird chirps a friendly ca… the songbirds sing their songs I l… the breeze softly touches me it kn…
The rhino is a homely beast, For human eyes he’s not a feast. Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoce… I’ll stare at something less prepo…
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open
Come let us mock at the great That had such burdens on the mind And toiled so hard and late To leave some monument behind, Nor thought of the levelling wind.
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
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.
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
In the quiet hours of twilight, When shadows lengthen and memories… I find solace in the lines etched… Each wrinkle a testament to a life… The laughter lines around my eyes,
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
Last night in the fields I lay down in the darkness to think about death, but instead I fell asleep,
My ears are battered and burned an… i have just learned that i have be… listening to the wrong radio stati… My mind has been brutalised now th… I’ve been listening to the wrong r…
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her whit… and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and str… I stand and watch her until at len…
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
It was sometime ago, on their firs… a young couple enthused in prepari… Husband and wife, growing together… He bought her a powder blue dress,… Of course, himself in his Sunday’…
fate motif wake up smile get up repeat
A shilling life will give you all… How Father beat him, how he ran a… What were the struggles of his you… Made him the greatest figure of hi… Of how he fought, fished, hunted,…
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,