Pete
|
Red BarchettaA Poem by PeteOur truest life is when we are in dreams awake. - Thoreau |
Moon Over SaskatoonA Poem by PeteI am sobered by the moonlight... It is like a cup of cold water to a thirsty man. - Thoreau |
Luxury AdulteryA Poem by PeteI would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion. - Thoreau |
The Crying ManA Poem by PeteWho hears the fishes when they cry? - Thoreau |
Golden HarvestA Poem by PeteA strain of music reminds me of a passage of the Vedas, and I associate with it the idea of infinite remoteness, as well as of beauty and serenity. - .. |
Never ForeverA Poem by PeteNever look back unless you are planning to go that way. - Thoreau |
GustA Poem by PeteThe morning wind forever blows, the poem of creation is uninterrupted; but few are the ears that hear it. - Thoreau |
New World ManA Poem by PeteI am not alone if I stand by myself. - Thoreau |