how beautiful the feet of whom publishes peace

allow a pound of peace per couple
peace has a gentleness about it; peace can’t withstand the heat
peace is temperamental
in Palermo, peace, though smothered, is so tender
tender without being mushy.  peace reminds us of Spring in Florence
time for peace varies

time varies according to peace’s size and age.  peace has been carbon-dated 9750 B.C.E.
time depends on location
shell peace?
a mountain of shelled peace, tossed
shelled peace does not keep
peace should be filled but not stuffed with peace
peace is the seed
opening peace predicts small complications of your own making
seeing peace growing indicates vexation due to a relative’s troubles

for a man to dream of shelling peace, an influential (or wealthy) woman is responsible for his success

for a woman to dream of shelling… her mate is all talk and no action in bed

speak of yellow peace and a map of Canada comes to mind
snow peace, snap peace, black-eyed peace, split peace
chick peace (garbanzos), sweet but you must grow this peace yourself.
prepare peace:
snap one end
remove string
shake, don’t stir (stirring breaks the peace)
luscious lies the peace


Pisum Vobis.

there never was a good war, or bad peas
now speak, or else hereafter forever hold his peas
I shall have some peas there, for peas come dropping slow,
peas in our time, peas of mind, peas in Shelley’s mind,
peas and quiet, peas at any price, peas on earth
is peas the ultimate carrot?
or a stick?
            carrot stick?
            carrot all?
we are saying give peas a chance.
                                    and broccoli!

peas has broken out, peas with honor
poor and mangled peas
lovers find their peas
righteousness and peas have kissed
(peas in a pod)
Marriage is the result of the longing for the deep, deep peas of the double bed after the hurly-burly of the chaise-lounge.
           Mrs. Campbell
shall this peas sleep with her?
kneel in peas
kiss our lady, Peas

soft phrase of peas, rust in peas

Knees / Make Love Not War

couched with her arms behind her golden head,
knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly,
lies my young love sleeping in the shade

…how shall we sing to her,
fold our hands round her knees, and cling?

Kneeling never spoiled silk stockings.


Do you remember an Inn,
And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees



new lease
on life
Not mine own fears, nor…
… the wide world dreaming on things to come,
can yet the lease of my true love control.

Peace, Please

hard peace
say pretty peace
do what I peace
peace myself (pleasure, too)
tax and peace
cities peace
never fails to peace


You wanna piece of me?

Cease / Keats

Cease! must men kill and die?
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
I have fears I may cease to be before my pen…

who makes wars cease?
might shall not cease (nor chaos)
that thou should cease to be
things might change, or cease

dooms we’ve imagined for the “mighty” dead

they must be always with us, or we die

Plea for Peace

peace of the scoundrel,
the tyrant’s peace,

though justice by thy plea, consider…
… we do pray for mercy,
and that same prayer doth teach us all to render
the deeds of mercy.


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