Song of the Spirit
Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue In phrases unwritten and measures unsung, As deep and as …
Category: Sentiment
Rejoice the Thorns
If it is borne upon a rose, a thorn I shall not mind. The cost is very slight. If I …
To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence
I who am dead a thousand years,And wrote this sweet archaic song,Send you my words for messengersThe way I shall …
Bipoles
I can think of six paroxysmical rages? ?just before breakfast and I have more wroth before I make scrambled eggs? …
Toxic Love
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and you have scorned me. Now you have to pay for all …
The Appaloosa
Bred by Nez Perce tribes along the Palouse River, your ancestors gave you most-pleasing traits. You spotted horse, with the …
Rainy in Halesbury
A vast stone Christmas tree of a building viewed from across a night time traffic island, points a yellow fingered …
The Man Without a Name
It was a summer’s afternoon about the hour of four. I was sitting quietly musing, when a knock came at …