A collection of poems I love
of your hopes and desires...
lies your silent knowledge of the beyond.
And like seeds dreaming
beneath the snow,
your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams,
for in them
is hidden the gates to eternity.
Khalil Gibran.
at the pace of things
things that do not exist
not even in space
in the space and limits
within the twitch of a thumb
inane words
falling nicely,
morbidly nicely, on paper...
poetry is for fools
and I'm the biggest
and that does not mean I'm the
greatest poet...
Binnie