As you fly over the hills and through the vales,
I see you as a poem, a poem in the process.
As you run, flyling oer the turf, you smile and
my day is complete--- I can sit by the fire with
my jug of merlot and toast you, the pretty girl
I know, the girl who finds poetry in her flying.
----- Eagle Cruagh
Poetic, and evocative of the poet's methods and thoughts. I almost always write poems in pencil, with an eraser on the end of it. I use a sharp knife to sharpen the pencil though...I like the rustic look and feel of a pencil sharpened by a knife. Your descriptions here are poetic and pertinent. A good, flowing piece of poetic prose.
give me poetry that lingers in the long night; give me the praise of her quiet sigh; give me memory to carry me across these winter days; oh, give me...
Learning consists of daily accumulating.
The practice of the Tao consists of daily diminishing;
decreasing and decreasing, until doing nothing.
When nothing is done, nothing is left undone.
True.. more..