A constant trepidation And a feeling I so hate-- I don't know what you're feeling; Perhaps you can relate-- It's more than overwhelming To live in such a state. A worry, a self-conciousness That might be better said To be a conciousness of you…
I'm too tired to write a poem. It's been much too long a day. No energy to lift a pen. Oh Muses! Go away! It's time to turn the brain off And let it go to sleep. It's barely on the surface,…
Si j'avais pas Le temps qui reste I've no idea Which road is best. Et je couris Avant la mer And with a sigh I leave you there. Et quand j'ai faim Tu as ton pris. I wonder why You notice me. Mais dans…
I once heard a song sung That I locked inside my heart: It's the lullaby of safety, Though I learned it just in part. It was whispered through the tree boughs When I, so young and small, Wrapped myself in safety, So assured I wouldn't fall.…
She'll sit beside the window, Hear the tree frogs and the birds, And her mouth will move but softly Without the sound of words. And she'll gaze out at the sunset Watching clouds in fainter light As they tint themselves with purple, Dressed for advent of…
Kings have known this mystery, Shrouded in fog of gold. It races blindingly onward, And I feel my heart turning old. Fast as the wind it recedes, And is lost in the fingers of night; I leave it behind in my horror, And let it shrink out of my sight.…
I watched the sunsets slowly burn And shafts of sunlight, afternoons, Fall through clouds of feather-white. I heard the wind once, playing tunes Across the boughs of flow'ring trees And through the grass grown much too long. And from the wires across the street, Heard symphonies of mourning…
Coffee shops, or crowded streets, Smoky rooms or airplane seats, Side by side or paths uncrossed-- Can I help it? I feel lost. I may take a train today, Arrive quite safe, or lose my way; I may sit still in empty wood, And feel a chilling of my blood.…