Today I spent exploring the sun and shadows of midday on leaves. Here’s some poetry of the visual.
Tag: art
There was a shadow
There was a shadow and she was beautiful She must’ve been quite a shadow too For he, who’d fallen for … More
Garden’s Poetry
The poets search for poetry led her from home to the edge from edge to the jump from jump to the … More
My Beautiful Evening
Smooth droplets of a bygone day Sprout from the leaves of fantacies As I stroll with a friend of … More
Apology
Determined to deter his direction Dark Jazz beats dig deep down inside. Attention not quite a tame horse Jumps wild … More
Your Pocket
Lay low all weapons of mass destruction! Lay low all books of mass instruction! And come over here for just … More
Lost Soul
His Being Anachronistic
It is as if he does not really belong here, as if he is a ghost who has somehow been … More
On Fish and Flow
Drunk with fishes and ambition This night is music and waves This night but raves about motion of sound around … More
Bob the Mystery Bean
“It was not a secret anymore That on the dark side of the moon Strange happenings would’ve been A common … More
Story Of The Footloose 