To what do we liken perfection?Could it be clear lines of definitionbordering calibrated colours?What about a stem sprouting seemingly random appendagesand yet a plant without self-image issuesbearing roses without ego ... supported by a self-assured stemand no one to point... Continue Reading →
An excerpt for Verses of April. I wrote this to reflect the increasing rarity of care and compassion Day 4 whether to plant or to hoe the gardener takes care of his plot He tends to young plants lines up... Continue Reading →
I revel in the wonder of tears that fall - right as rain unto fresh cut meadows not caring if they were born of deep joy or many sorrows I’m awed at the tranquil vibe of the exhausted sigh carried... Continue Reading →
Welcome to my city where the breadth of its beauty might be dictated by the depth of your pocket The sights and sounds of tourists all year round mask the death and decay that fill some with dismay If you... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/QgGDcn46aW8 If beauty were such a thing it would reign supreme it would be bottled in expensive lotions and sold as the only thing worth considering That's how I feel Oh! What was I thinking? Society already does that!... Continue Reading →
(#Chaucerian stanza) Expelled from heaven For the sin of pride Beauty, her only weapon She searches with nowhere to hide So with mankind she must abide Infesting man with her sin Blending in- as though kin Copyright -2017 Vivian Zems... Continue Reading →
(Image by Cindysart) How beautiful To be broken It's a gift Not just a token This rare gift is free To look On the inside of me Pieces all around I gather the good bits Form a Uniform mound Sad bits... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 