Poetry

Could be miss you could be mask. Is it next time yet? Round comes the boy saying let’s eat the whole thing more. Only: sound fennels its ripened nut and clings from

Sometimes it is best when you sit and speak nothing, pray nothing, but be still. Yet such actions contradict much you have absorbed about prayer, against your will. You learned the yes, Jesus

Seasons in our state are covert, though certain trees shed. We’d see a difference in color on leaves, and those would be the ones to drop. One Halloween we chose to let

When my water bottle rolled off the slab and into the lake, I hesitated to snatch it out, and in that moment the breeze took it silently away from shore, sailing over the

Let mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this, The intelligence that moves, devotion is, And as the other Spheares, by being growne Subject to forraigne motion, lose their owne, And being