Pete : Writing

Oh Where Went The Rain

Oh Where Went The Rain

A Poem by Pete


I am soothed by the rain-drops on the door-sill; every globule that pitches thus confidently from the eaves to the ground is my life insurance. - Thor..
Hold The Pickles With Extra Cheese (Have It God's Way)

Hold The Pickles With Extra Cheese (Have It God's ..

A Poem by Pete


When you knock, ask to see God, none of the servants.
Even The Trees Believe

Even The Trees Believe

A Poem by Pete


The more slowly trees grow at first, the sounder they are at the core, and I think that the same is true of human beings. - Thoreau
Insecticide (The Bug)

Insecticide (The Bug)

A Poem by Pete


Sometimes I dance, alone, to music no-one can hear but me. - Thoreau
Heavy Fuel

Heavy Fuel

A Poem by Pete


Age is no better, hardly so well, qualified for an instructor as youth, for it has not profited so much as it has lost. - Thoreau
Fire And Ice

Fire And Ice

A Poem by Pete


Whatever beauty we behold, the more it is distant, serene, and cold, the purer and more durable it is. It is better to warm ourselves with ice than wi..
Calling Elvis

Calling Elvis

A Poem by Pete


Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them.
On Every Street

On Every Street

A Poem by Pete


Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day - Thoreau
Pieces of Eight

Pieces of Eight

A Poem by Pete


We never conceive the greatness of our fates. - Thoreau
Knit One Purl Two

Knit One Purl Two

A Poem by Pete


Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts. - Thoreau