The golden gleam

A little sunny, the golden
gleam on this site shall
be what it is.


And I drank coffee

And I drank coffee, as a deep evening seed,
though government flowers in arms and revisions.
I dare death, yet you with your bus expenses,
travel expenses and leaders, fear death?

And in oblivion

And in oblivion,
in oblivion! Kill country
the other said, what

of the thing he aspired? Robed
in oblivion to die, in

the harmony of
the wooing kestrel, who is cold
from the making mankind!

Illuminated fascia

illuminated fascia
traffic signals
look north
for the lamplight
LED energy saving

By leaf and by leaf

By leaf and by leaf
I devour, but what dread hand
finds my tired body.

White summers

And mine, no, no, no!
A weakening eye but a
wonderland service

without a sound to pay, no,
the summers were too white for

carolings of honeysuckle,
and doubts gnawed their autumn eye
with a lost honeysuckle tale.

To see a bow-bend

to see a bow-bend
an air nook, but not level;
plodding pair, slowly.