I stand above the solemn fieldwhere strangers come to seewhatever shall be wishing forin news endowed to thee I walk beside the strangest beachwhere friends of all kinds walkand then I dance the dance, so dearbut cannot talk the talk But ever shall we wonderwhatever could have beenif only I had held your handif only I had … Continue reading To the sea
Does a poem need a picturea tapestry of threadlayers of a fabricin your stead for what came before it – the tapestry of mindinterpret as it’s seenor as it’s read like a quilt – a coveringa line of stitching – all in sincdoes the poet rely on morethan merely what the pen may bring the web of inspiration … Continue reading Does a poem need a picture?
The wind shakes – the ground breaks – your eyes wake and blink a joyful string your baggage light delight in spring and build create God’s guild love, laugh then chide – before I lose my alibi I reached the wall – a no-through road – yet in your arms I fell … Continue reading Ne’er to go
what makes one a fairy give her a hedge to hide behind bring lightning and the strongest fragrance and she will have taller feet – longer arms and bigger hands and delve into the Never-never-land a playmate remains a little girl travelling to the evening star by horse and carriage ride – abandoning reality … Continue reading what makes one a fairy
Because one said so is it true who else says it’s so – do you because one warrants you agreed who else will agree with thee because one stands tall do you stand too does anyone else stand tall with you out of many, one – (e pluribus unum) – thirteen letters … Continue reading out of many
What can I see when I say I can do and the bird in the tree reminds me of you and the little lake ponders and paddles and pants and the stars in the sky over yonder way land speak to the children who chide in the snow and the sleet turns to … Continue reading the storm