If I were a raptor cruising through the timetables of history.
One enchanted evening. - A caged-in exposition of conceptions evolved in logic and words: a love story.
Your posture is positively alarming.
You're drifting too far from the shore.
On the ownership of time.
Relucatnt introspection follows a hard summer rain.
Better freed by love than by force.
A distance too far to measure.
Words that once breathed.
For a few seconds there I was a panther.
Chance encounter with a wounded man playing a theremin.
Redolent with pencil shavings.
That was one dirty typewriter.
A poem rises out of experience and expresses irreproachable sentiments in an earnest manner.
Tribute to Charles Darwin for someone else.
A trailing off of arguments in prospect of laments in the graveyard of unfinished things.
Solace come down sweetly please.
We must discuss the issues,
If after all excuses suddenly there is never again a need for any afterall.
Perhaps died & gone to heaven.
Sweet taste of Spring in vinegar & thistles.
A personal essay: a personal wish to fall down.
Prayer that the rod of the prede stined spouse may blossom.
A modern version of the way the Rosarie was once said throughout Western Europe in the late Middle Ages.
