At times you bellow A whisper and not a holler With a collar you caste A stone on some new idea And the mild dew Pours forth the broth And holds true the idea As mild and simple As the shepherd points His staff and the herd dog Shops his way Down the slope As … Continue reading The Yew and the You are the Same: Anonymous

In one breath the smoke lifted In one sound the drum beat No one felt the pinch And no leftover find As women met and pounded felt No man clung to his bow As the mallet fell The young matched the elders As the adlers shok No smoke matched its coil As rattles shook And … Continue reading The Rattle: Anonymous

A glimpse of faith A lie of foliage And a mistaken deed May not flow like water When the ebb of a tide Or a fall of a leaf When sun is crimson red And bounties of fate Lie true to us As life is a nest And a flight is no match For love’s … Continue reading The Glimpse: Anonymous

You said that I would amount to nothing; you gave me a stigma and a label, despite, the ups and downs  I’m turning my life around. Fighting to be stable. You said that I would never change my stripes; but I am undergoing a renaissance, I am tired of crying; so I will die trying. … Continue reading Starting Over: Anonymous

As the spear held true The arrow flew The clasp held tight The brave looked about His stead and torso Cast a shadow That he shook a bit And felt the truth As a majesty held fast And his stead budged slightly A pinto he sat As White said no And budged his might As … Continue reading No Delight: Anonymous

The initial step is but a motion to a stairway An idea indebt could be a struggle to achieve a way A call to an idea could be an insight to a door But a poor man could be a sight to mislead the rich A million dollars may be a way to pay a … Continue reading Keepsake: Anonymous

One foot to the other foot Claws extended over the pedal Eyes looking up and forward As a bird having an injury Once in flight circling about after a fly And fluttering about around Against the shyness of the sun so beckoned the moon After a day in the air And on the twig of … Continue reading A bird in flight no more: Anonymous

How are things profound if they are not sought How is being not profound if it is not found In the sea to have a sight of the majesty of all You must first see and gather the sight But foremost the most is sought to be kept As a treasure of values as in … Continue reading A Carrot: Anonymous