Monthly Archives: April 2007

      Don’t you know it? The moon doesn’t want you tonight. Broom Sweep & Poet , Pointing and laughing At her dazzling light. When you saw the dance On the water pond And threw the stone —- She was gone. … Continue reading →

Don’t think much about you now, Cep’t on a darkened night, In a wayward dream’s, bitter flight. How many loved and wanted you, Without hope or common sense? Especially since, Everyone knew, But we. Others could see, You drank From … Continue reading →

Who are you? Wanderer—- Far and wide, Climbing visions high and low Where no sane soul cared to go. You’ve seen much in Heaven’s hutch, High flying, Bold angel, Companion in the Devil’s clutch. No treasure came to stay, You gave it freely all … Continue reading →

The Bill of Spring This sunrise, I sense your eyes In the chill of Spring And want to sing. Like the boy,  I  once was. Just because, Winter’s gone And you —- my song. Water snow is on the ground And … Continue reading →

  Mary Don’t You Weep It was a horror—- that blood red day. Stumbling, falling, on the stone hard way. To Golgotha and slow pain terror, By mob law for Juda’s error. Rocky mount and storm sky met, death trees … Continue reading →

                                                                WINTER  IN THE COUNTRY The terror of the country Is not the easy death, The fall of hawks out hunting Across the musical earth, Nor yet the useless borning In every leafy den. The terror is that nothing … Continue reading →