The Lover in the Mirror
By • March 23, 2012
That Lover in the mirror—
If he is my second-half I wonder.
I talk to you and you talk to me;
I wave my hand and you …
By • March 23, 2012
That Lover in the mirror—
If he is my second-half I wonder.
I talk to you and you talk to me;
I wave my hand and you …
By • March 16, 2012
On a dry African midday
Did I walk through so parched a land
That to the ground my soul was tamed
Such that I retreated to a …
By • March 9, 2012
When they see an innocent,
Who outshines by difference,
They declare think-headed laws
That blame these sheep as outlaws.
And they offer all this to their Father,
Whose only …
By • February 22, 2012
Lovely Miss Autumn,
A year has passed since I first slept with you.
In an afternoon park I’d lay me down
On virgin grounds beyond rough avenues
And …
By • February 17, 2012
I sit on sand, ruffling with the wind;
I hear the hushes of every wave;
I feel crawling waters licking my toes;
I smell and savor the …
By • January 27, 2012
If music were a doctor,
He would be relied by all
And of sadness a healer.
He can make them dance the lame,
Or even prolong your day,
But …
By • January 20, 2012
Oh once did we rise when we walked the wall;
Oh those days when that wall fulfilled our wants!
We climbed those vertical heights
As we shook …
By • December 19, 2011
I ate some pork at supper
And from each chunk devoured
Some place else I would ponder
Why its taste often towers
Above every food other.
I recalled shoving …
By • November 25, 2011
Where a world that lived for merely one day
There breathed two mages—a white and a black.
When beauteous Sun began its matinee,
The black farmed cornfields …