Hands held, warm delight. A kiss at first dawning bright. Gentle boughs, mother. Advertisements
I knew a man who would not lie. He would not say a thing untrue; And if one swayed him … More
Sun descending, purple haze, Dragon wings into the wind. The moonlit water.
Veils of white and blue Craggy heights of polar hue Depths of solitude.
To be a child With clarity And curiosity. To love And live a life With open mind. To grow older, … More
Living mother, lord of all Evening earth and tides, Garden of our ancestors, In loving care abides. A curious child, … More
Awash with blooms of many hues Through rare and sunny fen The dance of seasons played throughout In fragrant blooming … More
Was the sky a marble white that day, In mists that cooled the morning? Did cerulean blue peek through the … More
The Earth weeps in silent tears And torrents coursing through, Flowing into pools and streams Tumbling into blue, Through … More
Wind blowing ‘round my ears Cold knocking at my door Old man winter in a vengeful mood Burns alike … More
Heavy-handed, plied to will, Poisons mixed to kill, Spread, intent to shape for show, The natural will not grow. We … More
Sands so soft and salty air Breezes to cool the brazen day, So slow, so sure, to see, to dare … More
In reverie, I remember Water’s golden light, Lit like stars at midday, Or by moon in deepest night, Dark green, with … More