Written By John (Rick) Boyle Ye surrendering touch.. Is my reply To thee moon-rendering ~ Sense of wonder.. With all things and shapes…. Living thus by… Whilst thee baked in […]
Written By John (Rick) Boyle I sometimes wonder… Why my body never ~ Seems to age…. While my face ~ Appears to… I guess ~ It may be because… While […]
Written By John (Rick) Boyle Banished from my throat.. Is my head… While still clinging beneath.. Is my heart… And above it all.. Is a cloud.. Holding my head.. That […]
Who’s the better poet?
Written by Richard Allen Beevor In a darkness of a moment when the sun no longer shined, I thought awhile my dreams of you both sensual and refined. I saw […]