And they do not like you…

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...

She is like the wind in spring

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...

Breathe

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...

On this cool clear night

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...

And so I placed you on a pedestal

And so I placed you on a pedestal High above me because in my mind I was less than worthy Beneath you standing I smiled and found myself Proud to recognize such beauty and grace Pleased to elevate it and revere it. And so like all things earthly You became something...