Beauty

Transient I lingered along the sandy runway Hearing the winds blowing about; A tender voice from far, faraway, “Hurry, or...

Horses Tell me what power hits the ground, heard a mile away, ear to mound? Earth’s tympanic membrane resounds; like...

Apes or Angels Humans, some say, aren’t much more than an ape— A reasoning beast, quintessence of dust. Others believe...

  In China now are shadows forged from fire, a DNA pre-history. They cloud troubled villages, rice fields, goldfish ponds....

  The journey back to your own true self Is not paved by comfort and untold wealth, But by finding...

The Great The great are often shunned by their own age, While even the noble dead are sometimes mocked, And...

Choice Now to change; rise to rearrange; fix buckled tracks; iron out the cracked strange. Time to take off the...

Riverside Sun rays glisten Reflect the river I stand and listen Can’t help but shiver Restless fish swim Graceful, majestic...

  Valentine The name of Spring is ever fresh and fair;     Her sound is ever gentle, ever true; The Spring...

Xerxes My power does lie In hue of the sky In the refined folds of God’s estate My throne I...

So many lasers stroked the night, the sky simply purred and burst apart. We held our breaths, but not from...

  We left the Port of Joy so long ago, And ebbed so much the while and knew no flow,...

Sedona (A Rhupunt) Deep shadows fade Red rock cascade To purpled jade— Sun sparks ignite. Stone sentries stare Sightless through...

The Gathering Upon the 400th anniversary of the founding of the town of Virginia in Ireland Oh town of the...

Night vision: a process Of the unconscious mind That the poet uses In order to find An acceptable first line...

Spread twig fingers. Shed your leaves. Those that linger: They may grieve When comes the winter But, come spring New...

On the Perception of Human Beauty Can there be a myriad of flaws so bold As to boast their cracked...

. . Blue and Gold Michigan, Michigan: Kings to go forth, Kerothen, Kerothen, songs to the North, Ice scattered pond...

When Fairies Stop Hiding It's at the end of the day, but it's not over just yet- It's time for...

Hints from the Moon (Monday) Beginning with zero, hints from the moon Going through phases, ripe in the womb; Time...

Forested deep purity Dusted with a winter's glow; Crystalline perpetuity Takes its place in nature's show. Fresh sunlight plays with...

Laments of the Oppressed My great country, please let me be, What I think and say should be up to...

This poem was inspired by Shen Yun Performing Arts.   Bleak and somber is the flavor du jour; Modernism pervades...

Ode on a Children’s Cemetery Plot 1. Behind the soul-gorged cemetery ground, We discovered a plot of yet more dead,...

When You Have Reached the Bottom By R. Lee Ubicwedas When you have hit rock bottom, you have nothing left...

The Apprentice of the Dead He painted the lines of the country road. He painted the leaves: saffron and gold....

  The warmth of daylight’s veil is cherishingly cast Upon the sacred walls of ancient Angkor Wat, Whose temple towers...

The wind was high that horrid day. The wind blew long and high, and I heard three strange women hum-humming...

The God Morpheus vs. The Little Baby Kuppy You'd think in such a fight - no contest To be sure...

The White Stag By Bard Eucewelis I saw it long ago; so long ago it seems as if it was...

The Golden Mean By Aedile Cwerbus Right living's hard, the ever-urgent prow pursuing storms or pressing up against life's dangers,...

A Sonnet's Beauty A sonnet’s beauty’s mostly in the planning, Not in the writing, reading, even saying. The builder knows...

It’s called “the magic hour” Before the sun sinks low When everything is bathed In a warm, golden glow Colours...

. . Farm Air and Poplar Before the air be clearly cool, In Georgia, Monticello, see, Be one precursor of...

Winter Smoke Winter smoke and little houses Drawing blinds against the dark The cold, the crying wind Against a stark...

Dawn on the Shore An hour before the dawn of day, I walked beside the tranquil bay, Along the sandy...

  Your spirit’s eyes, now opened, see The timeless steps of stone ahead... Old debts weigh down your weakened knee,...

Game Over With my friend P. Modernity, We played a game of strategy. Sipping our hot cups of coffee, We...

Rare Dreams I'm looking through the window of a plane in which I've never been, nor ever will; staring beyond...

Danger: Helping Is Forbidden By Aw "Curbside" Lee It's been a month since he's been seen— the Chinese advocate of...