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Blind Man Gruff

A Poem by Pete

‘Tis healthy to be sick sometimes. - Thoreau

Window Watcher

A Poem by Pete

The question is not what you look at, but what you see. - Thoreau

Unlaced

A Poem by Pete

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. - Thoreau

What's in A Name? (Miss Nomer)

A Poem by Pete

Only the traveling is good which reveals to me the value of home and enables me to enjoy it better. - Thoreau

A September to Remember

A Poem by Pete

A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. - Thoreau

When Sourdough Rises

A Poem by Pete

We must first succeed alone, that we may enjoy our success together. That we have but little faith is not sad, but that we have little faithfulness. B..

Irish Spring

A Poem by Pete

Men profess to be lovers of music, but for the most part they give no evidence in their opinions and lives that they have heard it. - Thoreau

Sexpedition

A Poem by Pete

I lose my respect for the man who can make the mystery of sex the subject of a coarse jest, yet when you speak earnestly and seriously on the subject,..

I Know

A Poem by Pete

The virtue of making two blades of grass grow where only one grew before does not begin to be superhuman. - Thoreau

I Want My Mummy

A Poem by Pete

you robbed me of my reignleaving me for deadon the river vilemy heart in your clay jarbody filled with the oil of deceptionwrapped in the linen of you..