Poems from a.lee1
Great ribbons of life
Glding along
Not silent in their stillness
Not unmoving in their quietnes
Understood to be trusted
But only to flow...
The Crown
The bearer of the crown is not the same as the wearer
Perhaps sometimes they can be the same, if the wearer is
Not a puppet on...
The night is warm,One of those beautiful days betweenSpring and summerThe tinny hum of the fan andThe harsh light of the lampAttracts moths...
Never has my apology
Been so deep
As the dusk my heart was
Seen for its true self
In my eyes and those of my Creator
It was a tattered,...
Do you believe that a star
Would complain of its own beauty?
Of its solitude?
No, neither would I
How much less does the human
Have to...