November 2010
32 posts
October 2010
3 posts
The earth laughs in flowers.
e. e. cummings
June 2010
1 post
April 2010
13 posts
me, the bee
I wish I were a bee With two wings and an open sky I’d live knowing only of spring Forever graced with the softest of eyes
At birth I’d know my purpose At death I’d go out like a fighter With the sting of rejection meaning nothing to me Only knowing of my sting in your flesh So that you’d never forget me, the bee
“In vain I look for change abroad,
And can no difference find,
Till some new...”
– thoreau
March 2010
4 posts
