Category Archives: Poetry
Butterfly wings bright
Butterfly wings bright Dust comes off if you touch then No more can you fly :- Doug.
presence
A lawyer’s stock in trade is presence. :- Doug.
I need a soft day
I need a soft day a day to ponder, reflect, to see the tracks of the larger :- Doug.
grandchildren flowers and bugs
We show our grandchildren flowers and bugs and things of wonder. We know primally to arouse passions. :- Doug.
Does the campfire watch us?
Does the campfire watch us, dream us, call us? :- Doug.
When you will not see me
When you will not see me When my ideas and I have fallen back to Its for you Yet must I work to invite you to see and meet :- Doug.
Red, red! Flying at me!
Red, red! Flying at me! The cardinal Lifts away Just in time :- Doug.
Thinnest of streams
The thinnest of streams The strongest Runs between us :- Doug.
Deer stands alert in wood’s edge shadows
Deer stands alert in wood’s edge shadows You cannot see what you don’t want to see You cannot see what someone has not pointed out :- Doug.
Let’s not argue
Let’s not argue Let’s not fight Simply invite :- Doug.