#poetry

"Cormorant’s Flight [10w] The cormorant’s flight is the first shadow of the wave."

"i hope thatwhoever you arewherever you areand no matter howyou are feelingyou will always have somethingto smile about."

"i found god in myselfand i loved heri loved her fiercely"

"They say that I am a poetI wonder what they would say if they saw me from the inside I bottleemotions and place them into the sea for others to unbottle ondistant shores I am unsure as to whether they ever reach and forthat matter as to whether I ever get my point acrossor my love"

"God moves in mysterious waysHis wonders to performs"

"We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move.We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness insidethat holds whatever we want.We hammer wood for a house, but it is the inner spacethat makes it livable.We work with being, but non-being is what we use."

"...if you do not even understand what words say,how can you expect to pass judgementon what words conceal?"

"Tortuguer Costa Rica Haiku Lora Sea TurtlesInvade to beach to lay eggs.Locals invade the eggs."

"Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero.Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido."

"I could not love thee, Dear, so much, Loved I not Honour more."

"Brewing Poetry Comma sips between the lines,insights percolate into a 10w,a latte sonnet here, a cappuccino couplet there.A few smartass epiphanies,and something new in every brew.One final fix,voilà, the poem is fixed!I adore this caffeine,that alchemises the extraordinary into the routine,and vice versa with the unforseen.It turns blue aquamarine,and words into Mexican jumping beans."

"You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself."

"Il pleure dans mon coeurComme il pleut sur la ville.Tears are shed in my heart like the rain on the town."

"The wind is my favorite color. It reminds me of the love she painted on my life as she blew past me."

"Journalist asks me whether I can sit down for an interview... Sorry, I can't talk now. I'm busy writing up a storm.How about tomorrow?Sorry, tomorrow I'm bust conjuring up a tornado."

"Poetry is life distilled."

"I am a work in progress."

"Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone."

"Happiness [10w] Happiness resides in the quiet pause,not in the pursuit."

"Love isn’t in a hurry like a flurry of flowery words on paper. It’s lush and slow to grow its aroma in the garden of time."