Cuddle in on a wet Texas night
Making a move
Well after the thick twilight
In an evening muse of salutation
Yoga rejected sense of frustration
In a bed
On the road
Somewhere between being lost
And growing old
The Cuddly Cycle
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Tag Archives: Nathaniel Paul
Piquant Beginner
Pleasing the senses
In the beginning
Notched up from losing
To winning
A piquant beginner
I hope to be
In my understanding approach
I learn to be
The same as I ever was
But new the same
Quiet Watch
Watch quietly
Without a word
Saving up the knowledge
For when it will do us good
A Square Delay
Hold up the square delay
From a known state of mind
Until it all fades away
No round edges in the way
Of the kind of
Square delay
Lite Time
Unlike the heavy
Comes the light
Upon the easy
Days
Of life
Sprout Committee
No one needs a sprout committee
Asking for the spring
In New York City
All we need is the time of year
My dear
Null Word
Null word
Will leave less of an impression
As a state of degradation
Watering down the hopes
Of all the nation
Pail Zest
My pail zest
On a spring day
From the wintery holds
Of the bitter grey
I emerge
Ready for spring
What the summer rays
Will bring
The Only Way Up
The only way up
Is never to complain
To ask to start again
To wither in the hope of progress
But to advance
Head above the dust
Feet planted on the ground
Working for the moment
Pushing all around
From the dash of the withered
One pushes slowly on
On and on
Up and up
Move any way
Rather than giving up
Sorry Title
Sorry title
Has much to lose
Up in arms
And free to choose
A new reference or assertion
From the tale of cities
Or one of infernos
