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Poem: Upon the Desert Wind

Poem: Upon the Desert Wind »

By: L. M. Browning

  I want to make a pilgrimage back to our homeland of sand, blood, and ripened figs. To unearth the garden I planted in another life the roots of... more

Poem: The Nomadic Soul

Poem: The Nomadic Soul »

By: L. M. Browning

  The caravan of the soul moves from body to body as a Bedouin moves his tent across the great desert. Each life is a marketplace in a different... more

Poem: Searching for Hidden Doors

Poem: Searching for Hidden Doors »

By: L. M. Browning

  You must be a child to find the hiding places where the unseen ones dwell just beyond the veil. The logic of the adult cannot think beyond the... more

Poem: Roots in the Sea

Poem: Roots in the Sea »

By: L. M. Browning

Written on Barn Island, Stonington, CT The channels of sea Meander through the dense reeds. Winding embankments Scallop the coast. The paths... more

Poem: The Mystic River

Poem: The Mystic River »

By: L. M. Browning

Written alongside the Mystic River, Mystic, CT The slow current of the river Is a balm for the overworked mind. Watching the continuous flow Of the... more

Poem: On The Far Side of Walden

Poem: On The Far Side of Walden »

By: L. M. Browning

Written at Walden Pond, Concord, MA Ankle-deep in mud Along the banks of Walden, I find my footing. Standing in the ruins of the cabin, I return... more

Poem: Simplicity

Poem: Simplicity »

By: L. M. Browning

There are days when Life is complex And I require some answer To the hows and whys That surround the mysterious forces At work in my life. And still... more

Poem: Deep Notes, Quick Pace

Poem: Deep Notes, Quick Pace »

By: L. M. Browning

  The despairing beauty of the music Causes us to lament life as we live it. The capture and loss of the moment —The bittersweet quality Of... more

Poem: Choices Scarcely Recalled

Poem: Choices Scarcely Recalled »

By: L. M. Browning

  The dark molasses passing of time During those days when I cannot recall What I have achieved And can think of nothing else I am tempted to... more

Poem: My Religion Is New England

Poem: My Religion Is New England »

By: L. M. Browning

My feast days come When the apples are ripe And the blueberries Hang heavy with juice. My communal wine Is the crisp salty liquor sipped From the... more