By Thomas Page A regent’s cape dyed In the kings of the sea’s soma. A crown is manmade. Omnibus—For us All. You must pay a fare for The general will’s use. A new snowflake is Its own unique universe Of shapes and slant lines. Trace your finger ‘long The sand. A wave washes it … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #121-125
Tommy Haiku #116-120
by Thomas Page The sun will rise, the Sun will set, the moon will rise The moon will set; Time. Will there ever be A sound as pure as a bird’s Unbound melody? Is the past behind Or ahead of me? Did I e’er see it coming? There are pools open In the dead of … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #116-120
Tommy Haiku #111-115
By Thomas Page What kind of bird would I become if I were in Ovid’s tale? Cuckoo? What are the roles of Myth? How many more times does It take to not err or fail? Dionysia, Steeped in wine and tragedy, Revel in comedies. Students read of trials Herakles or Hercules Wrapped in giv’n cloaks. … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #111-115
Tommy Haiku 108-110
By Thomas Page Hawthorne glances at A glen, asking whether it A devil’s office. Milton and Hawthorne Seem to agree that sin is Born of a cold head. Are poems that are lost Really gone? Passing zephyr On a sunny day.
“Sleepiness”
By Thomas Page It is the point in the semester I Lie down a lot because I am tired. Wired to finish my assignments by My own furious fate to get good grades Wades down my other activities, much Brunch-like pleasantries afforded to those Chosen few who don’t have something due now. How can I … Continue reading “Sleepiness”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 