“O who can ever gaze his fill,” Farmer and fisherman say, “On native shore and local hill, Grudge aching limb or callus on th… Father, grandfather stood upon thi…
And the traveller hopes: “Let me… Physician”; and the ports have nam… The citiless, the corroding, the s… And North means to all: “Reject”. And the great plains are for ever…
Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality… but the living the immortality of… Life’s errors cry for the merciful…
It is this great absence that is like a presence, that comp… me to address it without hope of a reply. It is a room I enter from which someone has just
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…
All of the Indians are dead (a good Indian is a dead Indian) Or riding in motor cars— (the oil lands, you know, they’re… Smoke smarts my eyes,
I am a man now. Pass your hand over my brow. You can feel the place where the b… I am like a tree, From my top boughs I can see
We have no prairies To slice a big sun at evening— Everywhere the eye concedes to Encrouching horizon, Is wooed into the cyclops’ eye
Photographs Photographs are magical. Fleeting, Moments are, Fade, Memories do, Flow, Sands of Time will,
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…
When searching for a partner, you… A soul wrapped in honesty, a rare… Respect as a cornerstone, strength… Values that match, a divine connec… Shared interests, a unique common…
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
Do not participate in what others… Let their actions and words be the… Obstruct their ways in their self-… The desire to seek others falls aw… Never pay attention to how they th…
a wonderful feeling to own cognizant of the fact that we are in the final chapter of our life
love and peace ...there is no peace in force. lov… force begets force not peace
Greater Light, we praise Thee for… The eastern light our spires touch… The light that slants upon our wes… The twilight over stagnant pools a… Moon light and star light, owl and…
Yes, the pipeline of brand-new fri… Now empty, with years passing by Nary a drop from the spigot Out there in the well, it’s bone-d… Luckily, we’ve made friends when y…
...and the livin’s easy summer... soaking up all the season has to offer hair down kick back relax lounge... the livin’s easy
Who wants my jellyfish? I’m not sellyfish!
The hills across the valley of the Ebro were long and white. On this side there was no shade and no trees and the station was between two lines of rails in the sun. Close against the si...
But to every mind there openeth, A way, and way, and away, A high soul climbs the highway, And the low soul gropes the low, And in between on the misty flats,
We’re holding our breaths Waiting for a miracle To change the outcome But the prognosis is grim Chances for success are slim
Some say the world will end in fir… Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if I had to perish twice,
The blue bell is the sweetest flow… That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest po… To soothe my spirit’s care. There is a spell in purple heath
In the quiet hours of twilights em… My heart breaking space. Your once vibrant eyes, dimmed be… Tells stories of struggles; of tri… The weight of your frailty rests o…
That note you hold, narrowing and… Like New Orleans reflected on the… And in all ears appropriate falseh… Building for some a legendary Qua… Of balconies, flower—baskets and q…
Law, say the gardeners, is the sun… Law is the one All gardeners obey To-morrow, yesterday, to-day. Law is the wisdom of the old,
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead… without ever having felt sorry for…
Where to start? The beginning, th… I’ve always had trouble with my th… Whatever you read, let your mind d… With the onset of time, I met som… So it must be the beginning of thi…
You are the moon to my heart, The earth is my innermost chamber, The sun is the flame of love that… How often do you long to know your… This is the image of your soul,