the earth loves the rain;
the earth loves the rain;
night whispers secret witness –
on the window screen
Similar Posts
Every funeral, cremation, and its rites
its celebration of a life well lived;and call out, too, self-dedication’s vow:as the crowd of living witnessquietly leave and share their murmured words,this vow ever calls to me: to celebrate the living:celebrate them just as if it weretheir – our – last day on earth:celebrate and praise unstintingly;encourage and enthuse and aid;form their virtues in…
In the list of human indulgences,
it’s when you take offence on behalf of anotherwhom you hadn’t spoken to, anyway, to ask them..as for instance, insulting a teacher’s intelligenceby suggesting that she has acted out of malice;or insulting a small child by suggestingthat his name ‘Mohammed’given him by his parents,is itself an insult to the Prophet;what a luxury for the holier-than-thou,the…
and a poet I was reading yesterday
that portraits of people changeafter they die?and I’ve noticed that portraitsof Princess Diananow look to me as ifshe’s a sad schemerI don’t like this at all.I feel dirty, as ifI’d been manipulatedwhen all I want to dois, to see the goodness and the beauty in herIt’s the same with rhyme:when I see rhyme(hearing it doesn’t…
At Wendy’s Restaurant in San Jose,
a woman ‘found’ a finger, rather illyhidden in her bowl of chilli.The management’s reaction –and this is just no laugh –is irony in action:they’ve had to cut the staff.The Prosecutor’s hinted –though the amputee’s not found –the culprit has been fingered,with the evidence…to hand…but suspicion’s bound to lingerand fingers sure to point –did rivals have…
‘The Transcendent’…’The Metaphysical’…’The Higher Truth…’
spooky people withspooky minds who belong tospooky organisations forthose who’ve nothing better to do?These days words like thissure look weird in cold print…OK let’s be cool about thisit could be worth a chat.When you rush home from schooland at the doorthe puppy barks at you and skids on the floorcos he’s wagging his tail that…
In the hour of our departure O Lord
To depart is to arrive yet not to arriveat the same hour and placein some other time zoneand in our departing is our arrivaland to arrive is to depart from where we have not beenand to depart is to arrive at where we will not gointo the departure hall from where we did not departinto…