by Nathan Reed | Feb 28, 2020 | Blog, poetry
You flip and flutter and roll across streets and yards in the last year‘s drab worn dresses. But the wind blows not only you, but spring, when your sisters green and vibrant will emerge and fill the trees.
by Nathan Reed | May 15, 2016 | arts & culture, Blog, poetry
from “There Will Be No Peace” – W.H. Auden You must live with your knowledge. Way back, beyond, outside of you are others, In moonless absences you never heard of, Who have certainly heard of you, Beings of unknown number and gender: And they do not...
by Nathan Reed | May 14, 2016 | arts & culture, Blog, poetry
Sometimes the wind blows warm, sometimes it’s cold. Usually, I have no idea which way the wind blows. She is like the wind in spring Sometimes… A warm breeze, welcome in the sun A cold blast, shocking, rising quickly What will the day bring? Brightening...
by Nathan Reed | Mar 5, 2016 | arts & culture, Blog, poetry
I have allowed you to Place me in a little box So small, I can hardly Breathe. I do not like it in the box It is small and I like to Breathe. So you sit there On the box Talking at me Not to me, as if nothing is Amiss. I will allow you to leave If you will So I can...
by Nathan Reed | Mar 5, 2016 | arts & culture, Blog, poetry
On this cool clear night The moon is bright and I Stand beneath the stars Wondering if somewhere You and your golden hair Lay thinking or pondering o’er Past or future, do you Think of what might have been or be? Do you remember or dream or Do you perhaps even...
by Nathan Reed | Jun 5, 2010 | arts & culture, Blog, poetry, Uncategorized
I stood behind you on the street And I knew you and you knew I was behind You didn’t turn around, but you knew I put My hand on your shoulder to wrap you In my arms you didn’t want to be You said as you turned as if you Meant to turn all along,...
