Category: Poetry

Edward Babcock No comments exist

  Me thinks I’m elephant like In memories of restraint Familiar tensions holds a heart And sets it free In fear of being free I’m free Me thinks I’m free?

Edward Babcock No comments exist

Imagine That Imagination aloft on winged bird begets Prayer   Contemplation and imagination paint holiness   heart brushes dappled with Spirit stroke love Imagine that    

Edward Babcock No comments exist

Wind rushed Door Swings wildly on Fickle wind Streaming through my land I remember A soul memory Last year Maybe last life Eyes ablaze and bedazzled Heart pulsing beauty embraced Spills to oceans of mythic memory Mosaic tiles of love and beauty Rebuild the Icon that is me. I bow before it in Gratitude like…