Pete
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At Least until It's OutA Poem by PeteIf I put my head deliberately into the fire, there is no appeal to fire or to the maker of fire, and I have only myself to blame. - Thoreau |
UnforgivenA Poem by PeteThere are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root. - Thoreau |
Not So Funny FarmA Poem by PeteWho hears the fishes when they cry? - Thoreau |
Unhappy Meal (Fallen, Golden Arches)A Poem by PeteTo go to sea! Why, it is to have the experience of Noah,—to realize the deluge. Every vessel is an ark. - Thoreau |
Dirty DateA Poem by Pete |
Precious "Mettle"A Poem by PeteMy actual life is a fact, in view of which I have no occasion to congratulate myself; but for my faith and aspiration I have respect. It is from these.. |
Sowing DesireA Poem by PeteThere is no remedy for love but to love more. - Thoreau |
Queen of BloomsA Poem by PeteThe world laughs in flowers. - Thoreau |
One of Those NightsA Poem by PeteInvariably our best nights were those when it rained. - Thoreau |