Conversations with Poets
inspired by "a dream"
As the scent of my youth creeps ba… I remember us in the field and thu… The potent mixture of my defining… Of the earth’s geosmin… Of my sandalwood…
Enveloping all of creation… Wrapping itself around me Every inundated inch of me… Embraced by your supple nature Entre nous… Entre nous… You whisper as you cover me… Your wispy hair...
Hello again Can you hear me Scratching down the door To your Reality Say Hello
I met a woman once who asked me a series of questions all of them I suppose I should have had answers for
there she sits as unreadable to me as ever in that shell she made a home for all i know she could be peeking between invisible fingers
A lone traveler in a lonely world Tired of being all by himself, he… Gathering his thoughts, he puts be… (If only for the night) And prepares himself for the long…
i am alive more than i know burning with passion and
Listening to the wind tonight I hear a distant call Like the voice of a longing lover As she lay beside the leaves of th… Its expressions so gentle
what is it about you that captured my interest was it the art of the eye or the poetry it contained was it your twin lenses
*read top to bottom then bottom to… writers writing readers intently
NOT EASY TO LOVE… EVEN HARDER TO HOLD… IN THE ECHOES OF WAR…
Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…
The best things in life Cannot be bought or sold They are given freely By the one’s we love...
Oh Halcyon Epoch That we should partake Whilst mended world sleeps Is lost by her As she sits on high
what do i know of love... i know only of my love which by day belongs to one and by night the same which through trial or death