It all started with one big bang, which created planets with uniquel… Icy blue oceans many miles deep, and floating sheep that seep and w… With atoms so small with minute ma…
Love & miss you do I, Your voice that strokes my aching… So far, so distant, so warm; tears mine urge that I will be fin… But tears have each other holding…
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,
The pig, if I am not mistaken; Supplies us sausage, ham, and baco… Let others say his heart is big— I call it stupid of the pig.
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art
There are similarities I notice: that the hills which the eyes make flat as a wall… together, open as I move to let me through; become
I was just a lonely child, In the world full of riant people, Happiness, remained a concept futi… The want for fatal lovers arose, “Maybe in their spurious arms,
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
“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
Oh, white lily, full of purity, You fill me with divine love; With your beauty and incomparable… That shines like a beacon! For my beloved I come to you;
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.
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…
On the sheep-cropped summit, under… The mouse crouched, staring out th… It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile pr…
first flight beautiful to see from a seasons garden nest a poet fly out ***
I don’t know if I should love her… I don’t know if I should hug her. I don’t know if I should give her… I don’t know if I should give her… I don’t know.
Not quite four a.m., when the rapt… strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books ar… in their neat and colorful rows. H…
Simplicity bestows beauty; Intellectual, sensory or a spiritual pleasure. Like the: Feather
Tightly-folded bud, I have wished you something None of the others would: Not the usual stuff About being beautiful,
emperor’s new clothes... nth time… ...poem inspired by Hans Christia… emperor’s new clothes... nth time… not to embarrass the townspeople in their heart of hearts the crowd
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…
Loada sea la misericordia de Quien, ya cumplidos mis setenta… y sellados mis ojos, me salva de la venerada vejez y de las galerías de precisos espe…
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
Every morning the world is created. Under the orange sticks of the sun
The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open
Del otro lado de la puerta un homb… deja caer su corrupción. En vano elevará esta noche una plegaria a su curioso dios, que es tres, do… y se dirá que es inmortal. Ahora
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,
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
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…
Don’t bother me. I’ve just been born. The butterfly’s loping flight carries it through the country of…