Posts published in “Poems”

the
peckings,
wood,
in build
of rest

between Cypress, Bald, and Gum, Sweet

all is as is,
yet is more,
yes, is less,
yet is everything,
yes, is nothing,
yet is blessed,
yes, as is.

understand
and live for/toward
those around you: Nature
and her kin.

what it is
what it is caused by
what it is causing

shadow,
sleek’d brown
as black of beetle’s back

a picture is worth a thousand words,
but more can be said
about anything [nothing]

be as silent as to
hear the trees breathe
‘bove the breeze’ speak
for a whisper carries
loud
upon the moving ground
of atmospheres’
dancing blow
long ‘cross
freedom,
round

the pine,
‘mongst flame-green,
layered-
dark
poplars

a lonely passer-by cries
for the air to carry their
desparation far, to they
who are not there to be
seen, rather to be ridden,
stilled, for passing breaks
the regiments not known
by such a rogue as train’d