To Love So Well The World

Some Days By Brian Ernest Brown Some days Are better than others Some days You just want to hide under the covers Some days Su...

I've taken up a writing challenge with Fleassy Malay entitled: #5DaysOfEros Day 1 Hunger "Eating Glass" By Br...

"Broken" By Brian Ernest Brown You broke everything you touched You broke everyone you touched You had even broken yoursel...

The Indispensable Man By Saxon White Kessinger Sometime when you're feeling important; Sometime when your ego's in bloom; So...

The Scribe in the Woods A hedge of trees surrounds me, a blackbird’s lay sings to me, praise I shall not conceal. Above my li...

Writing Rock Talk By Brian Ernest Brown 6 June 1991 The wind rocks the trees to talk as I sit on the rock colored with chalk of l...

After the Dinner Party By Robert Penn Warren You two sit at the table late, each, now and then, Twirling a near-empty wine glass to...

Broken Yet Beating By Brian Ernest Brown I've always known I'll die of a broken heart Shattered like glass It was prevent...

So Many, Too Many By Brian Ernest Brown So many wounded people. So many ill people. So many frightened people. So many sad people....

If I Ever Said I Love You By Brian Ernest Brown If I ever said I love you I mean it even now If I ever held you in my heart ...

The G lassblower's Heart By Sarah E. Skwire It is not stable. It has never been. It's fifteen thousand brittle, jagged shards...

Word Painting By Brian Ernest Brown It is often said, a picture paints a thousand words. It is also true, that words can paint...

Good Intentions By Brian Ernest Brown 11 March 2001  Oh, how my good intentions swirl around me throughout the day. Like ghosts the...

Hoping For Resurrection By Brian Ernest Brown on the back of an ass riding into town faint praise turns to criticism al...

Gift of Love By Brian Ernest Brown love it's all i have to give i made it for you and you alone it was created from my image...

Desires of the Heart By Brian Ernest Brown What do I desire? I desire freedom, the kind that encourages unconditional love ...

The Wiccan Rede Bide ye Wiccan laws ye must, in perfect love and perfect trust. Live and let li...

My Name By Brian Ernest Brown what's in a name it's certainly a beginning and yet also an end born with a name full o...

Like a sunset, some things are inevitable. And too like a sunset, the inevitable may just be as welcomed. Darkness is n...

Masts at Dawn By Robert Penn Warren Past second cock-crow yacht masts in the harbor go slowly white. No light in the east yet,...