Best Meads Poems

The honeydew on lashes freeze
And freeze with awe the sinking heart
Oh misty scenes by window's pane
Thy sight my gloomy soul has fraught

Oh that I fly...

Read more of this work...

From buckwheat bloom to goldcup flower, 
From my sill of shade, to your wealthy dower, 
The junctures, the times, we came upon together. 
Now these...

Read more of this work...

"Dandylion" 

The guy was a 
Dandylion 
there was 
no denying it

full of promises
and making wishes
residing over 
this new world

poetically 
speaking, he
shone like 
the Sun

he sat...

Read more of this work...

I could grow roses, and collect their nectar,
For newly wedded pairs’ perfume.
Or lilies, the Persian young lovers would secretly present their bashful beloveds.
Or could process...

Read more of this work...

"Fireflies and Sea Poppies" 

glow up 
a short life 
buzzing by 
lighting up the 
shoreline

caves 
they're heading for
silent crowded sanctuary
stick fast like glow worms
fire lit...

Read more of this work...

Oh Hypnos lord of all the lands of dream,
    Whose slumb’rous breath weaves eyes with poppy leaf,
    And whose...

Read more of this work...

When summer pierces earth and dying root,
And winds, the golden-honeyed flowers sweep,
And liquor rays bathe every bud and shoot,
Newly awakened from the depths of sleep,
When...

Read more of this work...

Nature

sounds and waves
transfix in keys
trees refines fine lines made
faded leaving leaves fall
fragile Merc
roads leading to nowhere
fine hair
water fluidity and stupidity
stamps mad cramps
stamp to punctuality
staircase spiraling...

Read more of this work...

I remember the grey slithers of rain,
The jocular driver
As I boarded the bus
At Temple Meads,
And the friendly lady who told me
When we had arrived at...

Read more of this work...

Translation with commentary of an archetypal Wild West Classic : " Summer Wine "

(I'd wage my bottom diamond dime future generations will re-discover and treasure...

Read more of this work...

With this April’s warm sun,
Underneath the fair sky,
To this humble shade if now you come!
For, I have all set the sacred settings:
Free pastures, seclusion, old...

Read more of this work...

TEARS FROM THE HEART SENT FROM HEAVEN! 

Tears from the heart, we ask how and why do they start? 

 Drops of growth we take...

Read more of this work...

FOREWORD: I have no idea if this actually works... I’ll let you decide

TWELTH KNIGHT

If you truly love me you shall do as I ask
To demonstrate...

Read more of this work...

The flocks of birds, the herds of sheep
The rivulets,  pastures all there Weep
The boats of hope sank downy deep
My country folk nor wake or...

Read more of this work...

Unrepentant Miners


I look out over what should have been viridian fields
Where daisy and dandelions
Found their picturesque beauty
Wild and free

I felt the meadow of summer skies
Lay...

Read more of this work...