Pete : Writing

Game Over

Game Over

A Poem by Pete


"What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?" - Thoreau
It's All Relative

It's All Relative

A Poem by Pete


"It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?" - Thoreau
Making the Grade

Making the Grade

A Poem by Pete


"It is what a man thinks of himself that really determines his fate." - Thoreau
Hope

Hope

A Poem by Pete


"All things in this world must be seen with youthful, hopeful eyes." - Thoreau
Playing with Fire

Playing with Fire

A Poem by Pete


“The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter, and is about as ample at one season as at another. It is as well for che..
Sur Chaque Rue (On Every Street)

Sur Chaque Rue (On Every Street)

A Poem by Pete


"Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence." - Thoreau
Emancipation

Emancipation

A Poem by Pete


"In an unjust society the only place for a just man is prison." - Thoreau
Sanity Swings

Sanity Swings

A Poem by Pete


“In sane moments we regard only the facts, the case that is.” - Thoreau
Crawl Space

Crawl Space

A Poem by Pete


You can find faith.In a box marked, "Broken things."Scribbled in tears and blood.Covered with dust.In a dark corner of Hell's attic.Course, you'll nee..
Creed

Creed

A Poem by Pete


Oh so tired.Muck and mired.Pain squired.You can cry.You can plead.Lift up every need.Clanging bell.Welcome to Hell.Hopelessness' knell.Reaching out.Sh..