Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling
Since he means to come to a door he will come to a door
Ha ha, words come
Like bats out of
nowhere on a summer
evening. But don’t
worry the danger
is all in
your mind
Peace / Vrede
Ye who are weary, come home
Science
Proofs of potency
endlessly expended
but never an answer
to the question why
Elusive
Hour glass
I smile and wave in slipping sand.
We share a joke. You shake my hand.
I see your foot as I sink down.
You run along. You’ve things in town.
Dutch
The way to you
Had I but had
a picture of that
I’d trace the path
that runs from shore
to the steps
to the porch
to your front door





