Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.
I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is
Looking ahead Sitting on your front porch you did not look back... musing you crossed many rivers recalling comfortably on your adirondack
loving sardines... ode to St Pete… the sun kisses the moon along a serene trinity road to a congress of sardiniers cold naked white landscape gone
Hand in hand Hand in hand Many a road to walk Many a beach to stroll Many more trails
rubicon sitting here in my white rocking chair on the porch of a new century plus old house
Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...
“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,…
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…
let go and enjoy the moment day in the life kind– then let go of that moment and move on to the next one without anticipation and so on – and since you do not know what the future holds...
Earth Beyond Let there be Light Dead into life empty into full hel… Grains of sand into towers of moun… Formless unknown unknown darkness…
one more breath flick worries away we earned to live one more breath laughing at ourselves ***
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
Two roads diverged in a yellow woo… And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I c… To where it bent in the undergrowt…
The Frog and The Turtle A Pristine Refuge There is a bull frog on top of the… That is on a rock island in the mi… That meanders toward and under the…
Once upon a time, You and all your kind lived undern… Had ridges for ribs that dropped o… As if an excavation crew were hire… And while the world above you inve…
In fear we’d offend anyone The truth languishes in our lips Unspoken, a verbal eclipse Its light forever dimmed and gone But we’re signed up to speak His…
Between Westminster and sunstruck… The desert has entered the flea’s… Like shut—eyed half—submerged Nil… The buildings tremble with breath. The mirage of river is so real
I made a food forest today To play my part and play the game To carve my niche, to stake my cla… And forge a path to not be slave
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…
Let others pray for the passenger… the dodo, the whooping crane, the… everyone must specialize I will confine myself to a meditat… upon the giant tortoises
Cosmos God created Infinite space outer rocks Stars ever in motion. Boundlessly vast yet crowded
Next year we are to bring all the… For lack of money, and it is all r… Places they guarded, or kept order… We want the money for ourselves at… Instead of working. And this is a…
I celebrate myself, and sing mysel… And what I assume you shall assum… For every atom belonging to me as… I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observ…
From a single grain they have mult… When you look in the eyes of one you have seen them all. At the edges of highways they pick at limp things.
On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God – a worthy pastime.
A Petrarchan Sonnet So refreshing, the scent of lavend… So clean, so pure, so invigorating The autumn evening breeze softly b… The velvet sky shines in regal spl…
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
Whose woods these are I think I k… His house is in the village, thoug… He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with sn… My little horse must think it quee…
Ides of March battle wearied stressed home bound crossed the rubicon said the die is cast foreboding river stood still
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,
Silence ...by Jess Gopez-guest poet... Some things unsaid Best they remain The silence blossoms
Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light,
six weeks cold morning twilights the sun lazily rising sleeping-in in mind second month day two
It seemed an unlikely match. All… grinding its teeth in a plastic sl… nose-down from a hook in the darkr… under the hatch in the floor. When… it knocked back a quarter-pint of…
Beating Heart A red rose with petal chambers and… Center of life in all of God’s ch… All creatures on planet earth... h… Does the simplest job... pump danc…
El poniente impecable en esplendor… quebró a filo de espada las distan… Suave como un sauzal está la noche… Rojos chisporrotean los remolinos de las bruscas hogue…
‘Fred, where is north?’ ‘North? North is there, my love. The brook runs west.’ ‘West—running Brook then call it.… (West—Running Brook men call it t…
We Cry For You To Heal Seasonal year round Equinoxes solstices Predictable yet Burst into myriad glows
Take Me Brother gods Zeus Poseidon Hades of the sky the sea the underworld convened at twilight at the Mount Quite puzzled at near dawn
Chaucer, Langland, Douglas, Dunb… brother Anons, how on earth did yo… without anaesthetics or plumbing, in daily peril from witches, warlo… lepers, The Holy Office, foreign…
I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,
Sam the whorehouse man has squeaky shoes and he walks up and down the court squeaking and talking to
There is, all around us, this country of original fire. You know what I mean. The sky, after all, stops at nothi…
Unbroken Sail On Dear Brother Bright blue beads sprouted yet sin… With the same aspirations purposes… Honor and pride dreams and despair…
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…
Being told I would be expected to talk here, I inquired what sort of talk I ought to make. They said it should be something suitable to youth-something didactic, instructive, or somethi...
This is the place you would rather not know about, this is the place that will in hab… this is the place you cannot imagi… this is the place that will finall…
Whether he will go on singing or not, knowing what he knows of the horror of this world: He was not wandering among meadows all this time. He was down there
V. A. L. E. N. T. I. N. E. S. Make Love Not Sex V. Vigor? No! It’s that gentle… A. Ask you did. All appearances… L. Lust is a four letter word l…
It is the first mild day of March… Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall… That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air,
ask the sidewalk painters of Paris ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog ask the 3 pigs ask the paperboy ask the music of Donizetti
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…
Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts,
Across the endless sea where dange… Brave Jason stands with purpose i… The Argo cuts the waves in steady… Through tempests fierce and trials… The Golden Fleece, their long and…
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…
child unleashed in a candy store suddenly you feel young again childlike-creative you share your intuitive artistry creating dishes to fulfill
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
Naked Sky Dance A Galactic Milonga Here comes the black new Moon Facing the Sun from its usual sid… Smiley face to Earth unblinking n…
