If you’re creating anything at all, it’s really dangerous to care about what people think.
~...
PART VIII: Primavera
On the very first page of La Vita Nuova , Dante calls Beatrice “ la gloriosa...
Distracted by your silence,
I sit & think.
My mind wanders through the universe,...
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The ground in winter, bitter and frost laden. As comforting as a corpse, pale and rigid,...
He painted her portrait like Van Gogh, Some Post Impressionist mess,
He used shades of...
My eyes dance about your face, a sacred dance, your eyes are the only home I have known,...
Liken the circuitry of acceptance to a storm,
see the roots once hidden by the mirror of ground....
Tracking back the path behind me when I look at my genesis eons ago, I find myself as...
I can always find some frail memorial to protect But the knowledge of this stolen paradise does...
Step out- Side Sauna misted morning air Back room boiler Man, sits theater...
In the time it's taken me to write this verse,
Someone's life has been lost.
Time does not...
My life is not yours to have,
So my present does not become my past.
I'm a Shepherd in my...
On barren shores Some, in their discourse desire A combination of wit And seriousness...
The future may never be ours to see
But we have ideas on what should be !
As we grow older...
Be on safeguard, be alert and be vigilant Be careful against the yeast of the drinks! ...
In a static state, My mind is at rest, I can feel my thoughts, And where I must go...
