Monthly Archives: March 2013

I’m awake, it is day; there’s a wind, there’s a glow; I am dressed, I have zest, and I’m ready to go! There’s my car, got my keys, and I tight slam the door; Now I switch the ignition and … Continue reading →

In the middle of day when the sun’s at his height And the wonder of things becomes sharp in his sight, I arise and look round me and everything see, As if I am the sun and this all is … Continue reading →

Thick black hair edged round with deep blue skies; Strong bronzed face and shoulders, blue-black eyes; Chest firm, gold brown, with glow-gold thighs; Taut, at ease, ignoring white-winged cries; Upon the jagged cliff he stands alone. Sun strikes hard, straight, … Continue reading →

To sway all away on the winds of spring, Then wildly play and to gladly sing; To swing in a dance as you prance the ground And be all you are as you bounce and bound; To capture the rapture … Continue reading →

Fleet wings fly—away up high; Blossoms fall—and cover all. Life and I—we faith defy; Reason’s sure—we shall endure!

The snowfall melts away and leaves the hills To sunlight growing warm each passing day. Then it’s all of a sudden there’s leaves out of buds, And the grasses spear up into air in quick floods, And strong song bursts … Continue reading →

In the ravishing purr of a motor there’s voice of rejoicing in flight; In the click of a switch by a doorway the light of some thinking turns bright; In the silent connections that somebody wrought, in computers that easily … Continue reading →

All the hands of the wind are now catching and pulling so fiercely The clothing and hair of the women of spirit who dare to be stepping along With a sunlight of laughter and joy on exuberant faces made strong … Continue reading →

There’s a snake slipping round the slim ankles of men, Slipping soft with a hissing and evil eyes set On the hands all unknowing that clutch not a gun, But paddle at ping-pong in innocent fun. Yet, the muscles will … Continue reading →

To be a gay And pledge a gay Your ever-lasting love, What e’er men say It is okay, So long as you don’t rove. If you are straight Don’t gay men hate With ever-lasting ire; If you are true, Then … Continue reading →

When spring comes, count sums— One and two and three. Kiss by kiss make a list, Counting back to me, One and two and three—-and four! Always adding just one more. Rich we are, and will survive, Adding one and … Continue reading →

Through the rapturous riot of flaming white flowers That scented the air with their pleasing perfume, I stood up in the garden of bountiful bowers Awaiting my love in the May of her bloom. She was smarter than roses, than … Continue reading →

You vicious vice, You! Sacrifice! With lazer flame I raze your name And smash to ash Your fetid fame! For I am light And zero in On your dark night Of deadly sin That tells man slight His every win. … Continue reading →

From sexuality of love And lovuality of sex, We circled arms and whispers round Till minds and bodies rang profound And pleasure ‘gan to flex. Then spiritual was fleshual As pulses throbbed with light, And we were two unusuals Within … Continue reading →

Free will looked at Fate And said, “You’re dead.” Fate tried to respond, But was fated. Doom looked on Joy And said, “Bad end all.” Joy saw not Doom, So mighty miniscule. Wish wished a god And got his wish— … Continue reading →

Man thinks, shakes fate; Acts on thinking, Fate dies blinking. Through the ground Man-steps sound; Fate goes shaking Further down. Errs man again For fear of men; Fate on earth Has death for birth; Rises up a god on high, … Continue reading →

The religion of man ‘s a religion so clean it is not like another, For it doesn’t acknowledge the clan and it doesn’t the spirit smother. It has neither a god nor a priest, nor a sacrificial pyre, And it … Continue reading →

The gods of Greece …are gods no more, We’ve greater gods …to stand before. Our gods are men …who climb and rise And lift made wonders …to our eyes. They teach to us …each why and how, And with a … Continue reading →

April pushes up through March Her darling buds so bright; Winter takes a nap awhile And all her breaths are slight. Dozing like a kitten small, That’s spent itself in play, March lays down along the wall With no more … Continue reading →

Sweet buds about are popping quiet; All eyes about fed shot-leaf diet! I see and, good for me, I try it, And though it’s free I’d gladly buy it! What price delight that none must pay for? A might so … Continue reading →

Late March, in its dayshine, Brings warning of Maytime To winds still strong-blowing Hard sleeting, fierce snowing. “Oh no,” they are saying, “Small time left for playing; Soon melting and sighing, Then sinking and dying!” But April, sweet-winging, Is waiting … Continue reading →

To revere man’s individual soul Is to worship the will-to-think which makes him whole. To revile his independent mind Is to love self-beat obediance self-assigned, And to kneel to nothing good or rare or right, But only beast-like stares that … Continue reading →

Spring’s powers steer Winged hours here Light and clear, Bright with cheer, Eyes devouring Flowers towering Height on height, Waving day Maytime’s way! Yea and yea! Hey, please stay! Wanes away Old winter’s cold; Snow and Blow, Go and go!

The lustrous long rollers of the never-lulled sea, As living-song loving sings the bird to her tree, Speaks might to the sight of him seeing his life’s joy, Who I was and I am, as I stood there a boy. … Continue reading →

I hold my blossoms out for human eyes to see, Wherein I laugh my glad delight to simply be. Their petals white are as soft snowflakes fresh with song That gives the human spirit lightest gifts so strong. The pleasured … Continue reading →