Beauty

  Sonnet on the Death of a Friend Throughout our lives we have the love of some Our family, our...

They gathered softly in a field for many miles around to taste in haste the flowers before showers tumbled down...

  I Saw a Giant Train by Red Was Iceblue I saw a giant train come out of blue and...

  The Shore Forever lost in the ocean the water seeps into my chest I’ve lost myself in the motion...

Rose Window Firs at sunset cast golden geometries As myriad needles swarm like bees And burst into sun-kindled flame –...

  Where Can I Find You? A girl, with hair the colour of honey, giggled while she chased a little...

  Vessel No one can insure candlelight; its flame Precisely burns in flickering waves of gas, Ingesting oxygen while fibers...

The nightingale flutters on its wings And lighting on a branch he sings Voices the song of his spirit Brings...

Life's Golden Key Like the sparrow, robin and crow sharing in a concrete birdbath, mortals require kindness to grow, pleasantly...

In the Shadow of a Mountain In the shadow of a mountain lies a valley, lies my home swaddled by...

  Shadow of the Laogai In the Laogai’s shadow, the ghosts of China stir, Unseen by dreaming eyes as golden...

  The Day the Persecution Began "The year is 1999, July, A king of terror would come from the sky,”...

He Kept On By Erisbawdle Cue He kept on striving to attain an ideality connected to the good, but grounded...

Just a Dream I. You vowed to descend to the world below, In an agreement that was made. To the...

Tares in the Wheat "No one, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the...

Our Day in the Sun We, each of us, every one Have had our day in the sun Came a...

"...that best portion of a good man's life;     His little, nameless, unremembered acts     Of kindness and of love."...

Life Ravaged forests again take root Life nestling within the sturdy acorn Cannot be throttled Ashes reborn yield bitter fruit...

Dandelions She touched their gray-haired afros tenderly: an urban six year old with kinky hair who pounced on dandelions (bud-vases...

Fall Haiku New England college towns: Pumpkins, apples, breakfast in a warm café. Swamp-maples afire! Rusty colored barns, silos draped...

From the Pages of Washington Irving, for my Hudson River Friends Whoever 's made a voyage up the Hudson must...

Two Months On I walk between the tired trees restless soldiers standing ground pray for just a tiny breeze bringing...

Courage I saw a tiny spider spin a web Within my humble hut between two beams. He tried to throw...

I saw the face of beauty fixed Upon the rising sun Beyond all mortal compliment Her loveliness there shone Within...

A counter to a Walt Whitman poem When I first heard the learn'd astronomer explain his proofs and figures, and...

  I hope your life will offer you new opportunities, that you will find contentment in the choices that you...

For the Mid-Autumn, or Moon, Festival My Ford Explorer would ascend no higher: Stuck half-way up that driveway's first steep hill....

Untitled Savants like to arrange their stars and push their poets into piles: marble-misers who assign the jars according to...

There’s a wonder about it, the fragile beauty of lace. Many kinds for centuries have been important to own; one...

There are a number of reasons for writing poetry, and alas they are not all good; for not all poetry...

In Rembrandt's scene of 1653, Aristotle Contemplating a Bust of Homer, there is much that we can see amidst that...

  Spring Haiku I’m optimistic; like a brand new tennis ball, everything’s chartreuse. The brook trout’s belly is like a...

  A miracle, how else to say it then? At first, but ground, absolutely nothing there, A river meandering by,...

  The Glass Bottle Tree When the wind blows through, the tree shakes. The glass bottles tip their sunlight Over...

  Currency of Compassion Throughout the history of humanity conscious coveting with eyes, insanity anxious and eager to grasp with...

When the last candles smoldered on the funeral eve, And no echo of condolence rippled midnight silence, I rose in...

. . Fathers and Grandfathers When we see our Brethren bold, Reach the age called Growing old, Men grow thoughtful,...

I walked around the garden, and did think. If I had my own how would I create? With enclosed space...

True to Nature Men take up arms to battle in the sun, anticipating minor victories won o'er valiant, steadfast foes...