Beauty’s Occasional Existence |
Beauty's Occasional Existence
Behind me, a tree touched
briefly by a hurricane
leans, touching gently,
another tree that appears
not to be touched by
anything excpet the sun.
And I hear a bell... Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 16:00:00 GMT |
The Wide, Open Word |
Here we go. The crowd arrives. People talk. This and that happens. Everyone wants to know what the other person is thinking. They are all trying to get to the bottom of i... Posted by on Sat, 19 Jul 2008 10:22:00 GMT |
Look Around |
This is something. This is the first of some thing. These are the first words at the beginning of something. I feel blank right now. These words simply filling in the blank.&nb... Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 13:47:00 GMT |