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…
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
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…
the Way of St James the power of faith prevailed along camino St James rough land akin to rough seas mythical argonauts sailed
I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place
He is here, come down to look for… It is the song that calls you back… a song of joy and suffering equally: a promise: that things will be different up t…
Last night in the fields I lay down in the darkness to think about death, but instead I fell asleep,
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…
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…
I climbed through woods in the hou… Evil air, a frost-making stillness… Not a leaf, not a bird,— A world cast in frost. I came out… Where my breath left tortuous stat…
If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
“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,…
Love has no environment Found in the personal Yet it has its government Temporary yet eternal Rational to a logical point
Tired totally tired. My brain, long ago half empty, is getting paralyzed and gaslighted with all the goings on in this island paradise earth that seems to be peacefully floating along t...
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.
Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts,
Walking in mist.. Clouded by the dense fog . Like every rain drop... Life is b… Falling and falling til the end Every moment so much more precious…
It cast a spell over the vast wilderness where only the sound of my own heartbeat and the distant call of my kin pierced the silence, the world still untamed and vibrant without the hus...
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…
Don’t call this world adorable, or… It’s frisky, and a theater for mor… The eyelash of lightning is neithe… The struck tree burns like a pilla… But the blue rain sinks, straight…
One never knows How far a word of kindness goes; One never sees How far a smile of friendship flee… Down, through the years,
There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothi…
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…
Love isn’t environmental, Love is personal, is not incidental, is providential,
There was a desire in my tears tha… In the lap of destiny, there was n… The wounds of love and the stings… And the compelling love and the po… My journey of love was like a trav…
The river Of my childhood, That tumbled Down a passage of rocks And cut-work ferns,
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.
I’d like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray; I’d like to pass away from earth
My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hum… equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there t… Here the clam deep in the speckled…