small poems
Here are some poems that I wrote here on gaia, over a year ago. They are all composed of only twenty five words, with nature as a subject, theme or reference. This grey paper scrap... More »
Here are some poems that I wrote here on gaia, over a year ago. They are all composed of only twenty five words, with nature as a subject, theme or reference. This grey paper scrap... More »
Truth has neither color shape nor form of any kind; fact is the exact details of what appears and what lies beneath the surface. Truth burns clearly in our hearts like a beacon, calling us,... More »
I'm not sure i really want to be remembered. so much of what i've done caused pain for others. left things broken or used up. Those are the marks I've left If I could finish... More »
Just This. Just Kind not any sort nothing more nor less than this (^_^)
Normal is the past, the memory of something solid, some place right, and the constance of the Sun, the shifting of the moon. Normal is great trees that fall in the unheard night to the... More »
I had an Image of my great grand parents, This was my Great Grandmother whom i never knew. I blurred the image and colored it with software, until it lost the haunted look she had... More »
ALL of them! ^_^
Have I but known you, loved you Just your thought your breath? And you known the unsaid thought Under the ground of thought, alphabets. Under your perfect self, You love the one breath. I, a... More »
I found this shell, a fragment on the sand; A poets perfect spiral cracked by time, Crushed by tides, abandoned on the shore. The gulls were done with what had lived within. The striped shell... More »