What Idea is Love?

By the night that does pass again, go again, And forward. Do look at this, Do look at and look again, Bust and portrait and so and so with some compliment to the unworthy. Some mile high mark of undeserved and of the thing named ego. This ode and ballad, This tangent of the stageContinue reading “What Idea is Love?”

A Very Long Title for a Relatively Short Poem

Sit now and humor another trip and lack of sync. Another ball of wayward words and finished concepts, Of both the joy and the road that is behind. So only measured by  your fellow man. What hidden smile? What constance of any question? Well rounded in the serpent and the cycles both. So it isContinue reading “A Very Long Title for a Relatively Short Poem”