me, happiness, sadness, life, poetry, steven humphreys

It's me again overbearing the large and grandiose I flow through thine trees this fellow being evolving in its own way in midst of crude involvement complexity forgetfulness installments who am I? I am he who brings abounding slow methodical change purest soul of souls pray to me in readiness for blank astonishment a becoming …


Grass and Dirt

grass and dirt, steven humphreys, poetry madness

we the covered grass and dirt we the green and the brown renew expunge do our work not in vain cover up below easing pain over and again working in beauty taking care not in vain hearts heal everyman living at one time and the other cease to ache bathing in our beauty as birds trees …