aura of joy let the amazing astonishing radiant light of your essence
“Which of these films was Dirk Bo… not in? One hundredweight of bauxi… makes how much aluminium? how many tales in ‘The Decameron’… General Studies, the upper sixth,…
Ghost we must, seeking our lost selves, me here ~… our ghost in-between. Misty shores of virtuality glaze b… sad souls they bind in tragic unio…
Yellow bells blooming spreading go… Blue forget-me-nots compete for su… With pink geraniums and sweet lave… Morning glory blossoming in the vi… Inviting hummingbirds and butterfl…
I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,
We grew in a traditional household Where misbehaving is not an option Discipline and stern rules we must… But love always an expressed emoti… Six sons six daughters a dozen in…
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 is yours to take yourself to ta… What lies within you, belongs to n… The losses and wins, that are gain… Take yourself to task, for it is y… Be gentle as like the willow, that…
a blissful gift a happy moment relish this a blissful gift in the moment joy being alive a day more
The river Of my childhood, That tumbled Down a passage of rocks And cut-work ferns,
In the quiet of my aging bones, I can sense the rain’s impending a… A symphony of ache and anticipatio… As if the clouds have confided in… My joints, weathered and wise,
timelines a few million years ago humans began to evolve appeared a couple hundred thousand years recent adaptations to survive find us tod…
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.
Though victory’s proof of the skil… Defeat is the proof of your grit; A weakling can smile in his days o… But at trouble’s first sign he wil… So the test of the heart and the t…
Don’t bother me. I’ve just been born. The butterfly’s loping flight carries it through the country of…
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…
It’s the witching hour Yet my eyes still wide open Not a wink since when A dose of melatonin Perhaps I should have taken
the time is always now we have come to the threshold we take off our footwear socks and all bare feet we stood we leave behind the door
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call down curses on his head Because of my dear Jack that’s de…
too much too little too fat too thin or nobody.
Time will say nothing but I told… Time only knows the price we have… If I could tell you I would let y… If we should weep when clowns put… If we should stumble when musician…
A million million spermatozoa All of them alive; Out of their cataclysm but one poo… Dare hope to survive. And among that billion minus one
We sit indoors and talk of the col… And every gust that gathers streng… Is a threat to the house. But the… We think of the tree. If it never… We’ll know, we say, that this was…
To think to know the country and n… The hillside on the day the sun le… Ten million silver lizards out of… As often as I’ve seen it done bef… I can’t pretend to tell the way it…
A Sonnet Their marriage is anchored on soli… Not on soft clayey mud nor shiftin… Thus able to weather the days stor… Avoid the rough seas, stay firmly…
melting into eternity it had been a wonderful life in a beautiful world a wonderful time
There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothi…
The large cool store selling cheap… Set out in simple sizes plainly (Knitwear, Summer Casuals, Hose, In Browns and greys, maroons and… Conjures the weekday world of thos…
Scatterghost, it can’t float away. And the rain, everybody’s brother, won’t help. And the wind all these… flying like ten crazy sisters ever…
Is the soul solid, like iron? Or is it tender and breakable, lik… the wings of a moth in the beak of… Who has it, and who doesn’t? I keep looking around me.