Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Lovely, William. Spring to me bring visions of cherry blossoms, apple blossoms, pastel colors and a renewal of life on earth~~~
Beautiful poem, William. Like the best haiku, quietly time-haunted....
Such beauty and whole worlds in these well chosen words....I wish you a good weekend William.Sweet greetz for you!
William, in so wenigen Worten, die Welt füllt sich damit,Gute Wünsche Jasmin
Thanks, Jan. Thanks, Joe. Thank you, Monica. Thank you, Jasmin.Haunted by spring, haunted by the news, still riding the big yellow school bus through the countryside with those childhood friends of mine.
Thank you, Jean.
let's believe in the power of poemxoerin
In other words, let’s believe in everything.
William i was reading this and the previous posts (recently i have been so busy) and they feel like the petals of a cherry blossom that linger on the ground and then disappear leaving only an image of themselves on the memory.
Rahina, thank you. I would willingly entrust them to that fate. It is mine, I know.
I have tosay this one heretook my breath away
Mouth to mouth to earand back, I’m happyit’s restored.For such kind use,dear sir, cannotbe ignored.
can we narrow belief down just a bit and leave aside the horrors? i mean, if we have such powers, can't we be selective? xoerin
What measure would we use? Leave aside this horror, but not this, or this, or this? And upon our arbitrary judgment, what becomes of that which remains?
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