Sometimes the best compliment
we can give to another
is to admit we don’t know them
-William Leed-
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Posted in Poetry, tagged admit, another, best, compliment, know, life, poem, poetry, talking leaves, william leed on August 21, 2017| 1 Comment »
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Posted in Poetry, tagged along, alongside, consider, honour, hung, life, me, poem, poetry, side, talking leaves, william leed on August 13, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Would you consider it an honour
to be hung with me
or alongside of me?
-William Leed-
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Posted in Poetry, tagged grow, heart, life, poem, poetry, sad, talking leaves, where, william leed, willows on August 7, 2017| Leave a Comment »
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Posted in Poetry, tagged life, poem, talking leaves, time, william leed, with, without on July 31, 2017| 2 Comments »
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Posted in Poetry, tagged cellar, conjecture, drawers, feelings, fine, glass, life, memories, never, perfect, poem, poetry, present, realities, shelves, store, talking leaves, touch, unbiased, william leed, wine on July 24, 2017| Leave a Comment »
Never store feelings on glass shelves
or memories in cellar drawers
but let our touch on life
and realities within
be a perfect present for fine wine
and unbiased conjecture
-William Leed-
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Posted in Poetry, tagged absurd, birth, clear, domains, esoteric, granting, green, invade, legitimate, life, pastures, poem, poetry, stay, talking leaves, thought, unfenced, valleys, visiting, william leed, wolves on July 17, 2017| 1 Comment »
We stay clear of the thought
of wolves visiting those valleys
with pastures of green
while granting the somewhat absurd
to invade our esoteric domains
unfenced by legitimate birth
-William Leed-
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Posted in Poetry, tagged life, poem, poetry, real, scatter, sugar, sweetener, talking leaves, time, william leed on July 10, 2017| 2 Comments »
I don’t bring to life much sweetener
but whatever I may scatter from time to time
or from here to there
is “real sugar”
-William Leed-
