In a faraway place and faraway time...
Poetry Maybe
These Eyes of Mine Will Age
Tell me your secret voice of the past you who have lived and died on these pages...
In This Dream I Had of Life
In this dream I had of life from the cradle to the grave...
Echoes Along Some Strewn Shore
Waves crash and crawl along a strewn shore...
I’ll Run Late
On that day, sun met shadow in a park; you ran late...
Sugar
Sprinkling down side edge of mug, white droplets crystal twunkle in morning sun...
Cosmic Meditations
whisking past galaxies against the backdrop of eternity now and forever.
On Burning Wings
Life's all but a dream - on burning wings.
We are Made from Earth and Rain
Stumble upon our timeless gaze, so long as there’s eyes to see and minds to conjure...
The Crystal Stream: Poems
My first anthology of poetry is now available on Amazon!
Giuseppe Gillespie Writing 