I appreciate your insights and comments on my poetry. I especially invite anyone rating one of my poems on the lower end to please comment -- it is most from your observations and interpretations that my poetry improves. |
The tide rises ardently in the evening dark,
And the tossed spray fogs the window of the sky...
The desert sands sculpt her
Passion throes with languor...
This omnipotent whiteness howls enraged
At our violation of its static landscape...
Hear me now, child, for my limbs grow so cold,
Decades of struggle have withered me old...
'Sun's demise is sumptuous,' you whisper in the...
Pensive and warm, seeking me with your Light...
13 June 2018
6:47pm...
30 May 2018
6:17pm...
29 May 2018
9:19pm...
29 May 2018
12:45am...
20 May 2018
7:17pm...
It's easy to focus on the negatives. But if we don't notice let alone cherish the positives there becomes quickly nothing worth saving in our lives, including ourselves. |
The ability to be truly moved--if not enraptured--by the sublime is a fundamental mark of a soul's depth if not also a soul’s wisdom. |
Darkness assaults most those who have the greatest potentiality for Light. |