Poem

The song drifted in, and the old lament I heard. We lay down and wept, by waters of Babylon

I climbed alone to reach the hilltop, to sing my nonsense song. I climbed alone to reach the hilltop, to sing it…

Two moons do lie off Caledon, hung from a yellow sky. The wind blows cold down the Insit vale, where the Yolon…

I am the meocentric man, I know the earth is flat. I don't give a damn what others think, it's flat, and…

Paddle There are some quaint old adages, I can't quite understand. Some seem most insightful, yet some…

What good a mansion, with no way in, to those outside, when the rains begin?

Some birds that have been caged from birth, that have never known the sky, will try to make you love the cage,…

I like to begin poetry by exploring phrases, I am...I am a poet...but then I think "What is a poet?"…

His single-mindedness has been gone. Became contradictory. Relinquished to fight with his chim

There's something to teach in the desert- holy words, not simple words. 'Tis about some thirst. 'Tis about one…