On the Subway
It is there we find the place, In our hearts and minds. Paths unwritten in the cool wind, Take a ride.
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Another little drop…
It is there we find the place, In our hearts and minds. Paths unwritten in the cool wind, Take a ride.
Wrapt in the old miasmal mist, The bridges are hard to see. Mountain towers, well below me With snow tipped peaks abound. Standing on high, the great expanse Of city scape and holy mounts, And options, options tantamount. With roses … Continue reading
Nuts we sometimes like to grind, But under the wheels the ground is hard, and black. A little nut between my teeth, A pocket in a tree, I find peace.
Origami flowers are forever, When to the fickle heart that made them compared. Wrought of paper, dried and passing leaves, Beautiful. How to fold this moment just the same?
There are no lonely shadows. There are no paupers in the night. The broken heart can blossom, In an early morning light. But for now I moonwalk, My soul held by a heartstring tied. Pale blue water, And none but … Continue reading
Where, oh where, Has my sunshine gone? Where, oh where, Can my cup of coffee be?