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Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, “You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams.”
Said the leaf indignant, “Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot...
A poet once killed a man,
And all gathered to watch him hang
The sole poet, noose in neck
A death fitting for his life
Just before they hanged him
They wondered who’d tell their tales
Of their miseries and victory
They...
Saturday nights,
Always the big fight
A fight to say no
To the known;
And yes, to the unknown!
The pain goodbyes bring
For then the air thins-
and it’s a little harder to breath.
Every heartbeat stings
The tongue goes wild
All you can say is
La vida es bella!
Once there was a tree....
and she loved a little boy.
And everyday the boy would come
and he would gather her leaves
and make them into crowns
and play king of the forest.
He would climb up her trunk
and swing from her...
“The problem is",
She once told me,
“There is no passion without possession,
We can’t love people,
The way we love the stars!”
On my travels up above,
I picked up a star,
Wrestled it from its place,
And dragged it down below.
It's one thing to watch stars above,
It's another to hold them in hand.
For they burn like Sulphur;
And are big like...
Happy the lab'rer in his Sunday clothes!
In light-drab coat, smart waistcoat, well-darn'd hose,
And hat upon his head, to church he goes;
As oft, with conscious pride, he downward throws
A glance upon the ample cabbage...
He walks the path, feet light, yet sure,
Balancing life on rails obscure.
The sun hums soft in golden tones,
A fleeting warmth he calls his own.
Illusions dance, they pull, they sway,
Yet he won’t let them lead...
Demons dance where none have seen,
A haunting waltz, a silent scream.
A mask of smiles, a cloak of light
Just to convince them I'll be alright
In shadowed corners, secrets keep
A heavy heart that cannot sleep.
The weight...
As love falls down from the sky,
It lands on the wings of a butterfly.
The butterfly sings it's songs and rhymes,
And flies through the air, No concept of time.
It is the messenger of patience and change,
From flower to flower,...
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one:
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is...