Pete : Writing

Widow Pain

Widow Pain

A Poem by Pete


He enjoys true leisure who has time to improve his soul's estate. - Thoreau
On the Lam

On the Lam

A Poem by Pete


I live in the present. I only remember the past, and anticipate the future. - Thoreau
The Veridical Me

The Veridical Me

A Poem by Pete


If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however..
Chez Vous

Chez Vous

A Poem by Pete


Staying in the house breeds a sort of insanity always. Every house is, in this sense, a hospital. - Thoreau
Ave Maria

Ave Maria

A Poem by Pete


I fear that we are such gods or demigods only as fauns and satyrs, the divine allied to beasts, the creatures of appetite, and that, to some extent, o..
Autumn Bomb (Fall Out)

Autumn Bomb (Fall Out)

A Poem by Pete


I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light cam..
Making The Grade

Making The Grade

A Poem by Pete


true story
Couch Potatoe (In His Image)

Couch Potatoe (In His Image)

A Poem by Pete


God himself culminates in the present moment, and will never be more divine in the lapse of all the ages. - Thoreau
Taking A Toll

Taking A Toll

A Poem by Pete


Birds do not sing in caves, nor do doves cherish their innocence in dovecots. - Thoreau
Well Healed

Well Healed

A Poem by Pete


Wealth is the ability to fully experience life. - Thoreau