Poems from Lipinski
Men are bizarre and yes, strange creatures.
Rough and tough
Tumbling through life like a small form of bulldozer
Eyes learning to greatly...
Below the cape
Tribal elder knotting a far distant, far past
Moment
Where mountains once had stance.
Watery grave carrying a shield...
Sunlight in a Spring afternoon
Above, blue sky teasing the flurries over the mountain
Below, hands prepare the soil for seeds.
Rain...
People are like the wind
Finding a direction to go
Swirling in circles, changing directions, storms, calm.
When looking into the soul of...
If mankind cannot follow the laws of nature
What then are the chances it can follow its own laws of mankind?