Poems from Bearofstone
In bleak seasonI sought out your radiancethe warmth of it spilleddown upon medriving away coldnessin grey days
I baskedworshipingdrinking...
Mercury
misunderstood the gravity
of what the Buddha said
at a proper distance
all are caring and warm
Now blind
to hurtful attentions...
Nothing seems the way it is
for truth is often shy
a tadpole's frogsuit not yet his
nor worm yet butterfly
The sleepy bud on frozen twig...
Though until today
it was unseen
everyone knew your heart was greedy
eager to devoure any
that came to close
But who could have imagined...
When I set out I really try
to drive relaxed, not be that guy
but then some jerkwad cuts me off
and I forget words kind and soft
My hand...