One has to wonder what is always
a wonder, if she ever has
I would think to win
would certainly require this
...
often times
I remind my cocker spaniel
he is little more than a rat
with cropped tail
...
i can not imagine a horror greater
than that of being executed
for a crime another committed
...
What of such truth which subjugates
before it falls
from lips
to cast its hope across all works
...
the lettuce, tomatoes, onions,
and carrots,
they all come down to one plain
a simple mean
...
She is awake.
The coffee percolates.
The chiminea burns brightly
On the sundeck, where
...
spring enchants the grays of winter
tearing all from it that grants its power
with her charms and ease of step
she glides about divine in grace
...
Princess
One has to wonder what is always
a wonder, if she ever has
I would think to win
would certainly require this
yes,
she surely must have done that
to all, I think she dazzles
as princess, a beauty to behold
of regal and divine throw
she is a lady, God
let us go from here
as all goddesses are one
she is all
her charm demands no less
of clever beauty
than her love and all its worth
of all I learn of her I want
of her I think in constant
thought of being prince to her
and being more than that as no one is
to anyone in love with someone
else they love beyond all want