Reality is. You may see one part of it, I another, but ...
Author: Ana Daksina
A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet
Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land
Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap
Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak
Got Nothing Better to Do
Got nothing better to do Than sit and write these words to you...
Righteous Indignation
I'm surely not the first one who has been Caught in the jaws of this well-oiled machine...
Down, Girl. Stay Down.
Whoa to she Who lift her head To work and work...
Impervious to Love
My thanks -- that much is present sure Were exquisitely premature...
For Diane’s Short People
I've heard you two are wonderful Look forward to our meeting...
Haiku: Wedding at Cana
And the waters Seeing their Master...