Broken hearts, you can run, you can hide and perhaps the earth is big enough to believe you’re safe. So maybe for a moment you have escaped but hear me, hear me well. Love will...

Terror”There is something About youThat seems so youngSo trustingThis is the part of you that I most love And the part of you that I am most frightened to hurt Do you think the German...

We are not what we might be; what we are / Outlaws all extrapolation / Beyond the interval of now and here: / White whales are gone with the white ocean.

everything that is scatteredcomes together in wordseverything that is lostcomes back in poetry.

Every question possesses a power that does not lie in the answer.

It’s physics. Pure physics,I’m falling fast and faster still.So fall with me. Fall down with me.And stay.

I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask.I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.

A women’s heart beat is very rapid; it jumps from love to hate, in seconds when in silence there is surely madness.

Il sempre è fatto di attimi.

Vivo sempre no presente. O futuro, não o conheço. O passado, já o não tenho.

Baise m’encor, rebaise-moi et baiseBaise m’encor, rebaise-moi et baise ;Donne m’en un de tes plus savoureux,Donne m’en un de tes plus amoureux :Je t’en rendrai quatre plus chauds que braise.Las ! te plains-tu ? Çà,...

Steep fall to the groundshatteringlike clay pigeons missed by bad shotsand unsteady hands.

Always write exactly what you’re feeling at the exact moment when writing something like poetry or an emotional novel. Put yourself, pour all emotions into your work…make yourself cry, feel joy if you are writing...

It was never about the world being too big, it was more like she was too much for the world to handle.

I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.

I find no peace, and all my war is done,I fear and hope; I burn and freeze like ice;I fly above the wind yet can I not arise;And naught I have and all the world...

No matter how many romantic poems you recite, no matter how many glorious tales of love you read, how can you really understand the condition if you’ve never found yourself in it?

all my lifei have looked for poemsto elope with.

Gardens are poemsWhere you stroll with your hands in your pockets.(Les jardins sont des poemes Ou l’on se promene les mains dans les poches.)

Le serpent qui danseQue j’aime voir, chère indolente,De ton corps si beau,Comme une étoffe vacillante,Miroiter la peau!Sur ta chevelure profondeAux acres parfums,Mer odorante et vagabondeAux flots bleus et bruns,Comme un navire qui s’éveilleAu vent du...

I recreate myself; that is my only power.

I didn’t leave early that morning. I waited for him to wake up and kiss me good morning. He said he was going to take a shower and I should come join him. I thought...

I rushed through the door.You had bitten a way for me.

A Paradise for you and meTrust, true love to guide us freeLoneliness shall not fill the dayI will forever be with youOur Love is beautiful like the sunshine lighting the wayYour gentle feelYour caring handsThere...

The words we construct, the poems we write and the songs we sing, become the love story of a stranger we have never seen.

Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.

The poems are all wrong. It’s a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay.

Where were you then?Who else was there?Saying what?Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?

Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it’s the chaos which helps us find where we belong.

But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both

Most of the poems I write take 5 minutes, but the words can give a lifetime of relief. Many people that have read my book say it helped them with their grief.

I’m making a listI’m making a list of things I must sayFor politeness,And goodness and kindness and gentlenessSweetness and rightness:HelloPardon meHow are you?Excuse meBless youMay I?Thank youGoodbyeIf you know some that I’ve forgot,Please stick them...

One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all…but one fleeting glance.

Am dat cu trandafiri în oameni,Dar unii fiind de soare goi,Oprindu-și florile luminiiMi-au întors spinii înapoi.

Creating means living.

A thousand years or more ago,When I was newly sewn,There lived four wizards of renown,Whose name are still well-known:Bold Gryffindor from wild moor,Fair Ravlenclaw from glen,Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad,Shrewd Slytherin from fen.They share a...

Said the Sun to the Moon-‘When you are but a lonely white crone,And I, a dead King in my golden armour somewhere in a dark wood,Remember only this of our hopeless loveThat never till Time...

La PucePuces, amis, amantes même,Qu’ils sont cruels ceux qui nous aiment!Tout notre sang coule pour eux.Les bien-aimés sont malheureux.

…and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I… I hurt no more, while you…you petrified little man, are left to wonder if it’s you I speak of.

In that wounded place,buried betweenmy ribs and letting go,I miss you.

Cold summer nightThe night is silenceBut your voice is shouting My mind reminiscing Your love is lackingThe night is coldLonging of your armsI need your heat And your goneThe dawn is immenentI’m dreaming of you...

technology murdered childhood.

I kept loving and loving and loving. Every waking hour, I marveled on how these moments would make made me feel. I wanted to love the world and be the change it so deliciously craved.

A Poet never denies creativity entrance.

Love what is simple and beautiful. These are the essentials.

the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.

To truly understand poetry one must understand themselves from within one’s self.

Don’t be afraid of poetry.

I lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?