December 1, 2005
conditional kindness
sacred emotionality
practical spirituality
loving the dream
merrily, merrily
gazing into the darkness
fleeing from the light
waiting to take a chance
the beauty of a poem
sweet smelling rose
colors the serpent
covers the eagle
simple truth is, i gotta live this stuff
to deny this is to die
peacefully in love, or chaotically in lust
but death is death, and today i live
trudging onward
living the poem
not always pretty
but it's me
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison