Pete : Writing

Inquisition

Inquisition

A Poem by Pete


The soul grows by subtraction, not addition. - Thoreau
Grayscale

Grayscale

A Poem by Pete


Color, which is the poet’s wealth, is so expensive that most take to mere outline sketches and become men of science. - Thoreau
Hardwood

Hardwood

A Poem by Pete


Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. - Thoreau
Can You Sea Me?

Can You Sea Me?

A Poem by Pete


The sea-shore is a sort of neutral ground, a most advantageous point from which to contemplate the world. -Thoreau
Wrap Star

Wrap Star

A Poem by Pete


If Christ should appear on earth he could on all hands be denounced as a mistaken, misguided man, insane and crazed. - Thoreau
Size Matters

Size Matters

A Poem by Pete


Keep up the fires of thought, and all will go well. - Thoreau
Gusts

Gusts

A Poem by Pete


The virtues of a superior man are like the wind; the virtues of a common man are like the grass; the grass, when the wind passes over it, bends. - Tho..
Bell Bottom Boogie

Bell Bottom Boogie

A Poem by Pete


We have the St. Vitus' dance, and cannot possibly keep our heads still. - Thoreau
Indulgence

Indulgence

A Poem by Pete


Maelstrom

Maelstrom

A Poem by Pete


Is there not a sort of blood shed when the conscience is wounded? Through this wound a man's real manhood and immortality flow out, and he bleeds to a..