Mama’s Walking Stick
Where wild abounds and nature calls / a trail winds through a gentle wood, / along a stream then to small falls, / where she met him, and love was good.
Tag: Joy A. Burki-Watson
After “Desiderata” (Collection)
Contestants were asked to respond to the timeless message of Max Ehrmann’s 1927 poetic prose essay. Their winning entries follow …
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[ thoughts, like a breeze ]
thoughts, like a breeze, soar currents across space – to linger within us innately viewed they offer a sense of …
A Ballad of Mystic Memories
I’m sure I rode a camel’s back Along that old Silk Road The scent of sand stirs memory Of time …
The Wind and Window Flower
In response to Robert Frost’s same title, which begins … LOVERS, forget your love, And list to the love of …
Let All That Are to Mirth Inclined
Let all that are to mirth inclined Enjoy that fact and share in kind – There’s much to love as …
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Getting High [ all the senses agree ]
It’s called getting high and it’s why I wander desire’s road, the one that goads the fires of freedom to mark …
I’m a Child of the Wild
I’m a child of the wild and kin to the wind – I – like her, can change angles and …