Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: waves
Even the smallest wave or rippleis supportedby the whole ocean. Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings?And not one of themshall fall to the groundwithout your Father. If the waves would cease to wave(and leave their waving behind),they would … Continue reading
A face half in shadowin the gallery;sudden silenceamong the guests,candlelit at the long table below. Girlsserving sherbetin the caravanserai.Before the whirlwindin the sandstorm’s eyetears up the desert. A severed headand the black mask of the executioneron Tower Hill. Broken masts … Continue reading
Each tentacle that used to be anonymousis now, by mutual consent, autonomous.They may, at first, behave like fools,but they’ll get better as they learn the rules. The Golden Rule shines brighter than the Sun– one and one and one makes … Continue reading