Rie Sheridan Rose 12y ago Time, You Old Gipsy Man -- Ralph Hodgson (my husband showed me this one the other day, and I thought I would share. I DID NOT WRITE IT.) TIME, you old gipsy man, more…
Michael Lyle 12y ago Blinding White Of the seven that scaled the mountainThree walked, like crabs, sideways to the first gullyTwo didn’t wear those old Nordic footwearmore…
Michael Lyle 12y ago Tempus Fugit Perception of time is warpedThree months are three yearsGhosts hiding in the entrails of magnetic bitsmore…
Michael Lyle 12y ago River Sell these waters by the dropThey twist and turn from the weeping mountainsBecause the sea beckonsmore…
Michael Lyle 12y ago Siesta Feel free to rest on the leavesThey coat the canopySettling in for the coming monthsmore…
Michael Lyle 12y ago La Luna The hole of inertia you leave behindHits me repeatedlyWave after wave, each breaking and foamingmore…
Michael Lyle 12y ago Mountain Torn earth rises into the sky revealing its past. Its verticality and capacity to hold on to crystalized rain Allows for its beauty to be taken and used more…
Michael Lyle 12y ago L'appel Du Vide A chair takes you to the top and all the whileYou sit and you look down and over at meYou tell me there is some old phrase in Frenchmore…
