Archive for August 13th, 2014

The day of turning

The day of turning
Sunday
The day from which
I turn to face
My week

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 13th, 2014 | No Comments »

The clearing is in the wood

The clearing is in the wood
The wood is in the landscape
The land is surrounded by waters
This wet globule is in the galaxy
And all this and more
And you
Sharing the necessity
Of accepting
This the the place and time we are

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 13th, 2014 | No Comments »

The fabric does not need to remember

A new sheet of paper
Takes from view
Yesterday’s poems
But not how they stitch your life
Still nor the universe as well
The fabric does not need to remember
Its weave

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 13th, 2014 | No Comments »

What draws you forward?

What draws you forward?
Higher?
What holds you back?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 13th, 2014 | No Comments »

Travel

Something new something new
Every time I
Travel

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on August 13th, 2014 | No Comments »
Social Media Auto Publish Powered By : XYZScripts.com