(2015)
#Nature
The clouds roll in And the clouds roll out But that’s not really What clouds are about And the sun still shines
There is someone’s sad song In each lonely heartache, There is some kind of beauty In a face stained with tears. There is someone for each one
Crystal Sails on “The Golden Sch… Her rigging laced with silver thre… This ghost ship sails, (All hands… By the ghastly crew, now firmly de… Foggy harbors and misty coves
The sign says “No Parking– AT… And yes, that means it is a crime. To ignore it and say, “Stick-it”,… Pay attention, and believe that st… No, the sign didn’t say, “You’re…
Under an Oval Moon, a gold Doubl… Fell heavily upon the ship-lap bar… A man with a hook instead of a han… Wiped sweat from his brow and utte… “We’ll have rum laced with lime.
The sunset glows And I wiggle my toes In the clover of this meadow, This spring has dawned On this fragrant lawn
On a mighty steed dressed for batt… Rode the Knight of a Thousand Ey… In a silver suite of armor fashion… From the lightning bolts within th… Then from the night came the Shad…
Cast those souls to seas of slumbe… Just past the gates of vacuity, So they may sail a clipper, swift, Beyond horizons to nullity. Nullity holds no love or hate,
Tis the night of the Purple Rose When the Leopard seeks a place to… In the shepherd’s garden she finds… And into its branches she shall le… And into its branches she does lea…
It was the first hour of morning, On Christmas day, When I heard bells jingle Like those on a sleigh. Then out on the balcony
I went to the Doctor for a check-… And I mentioned my ear was bother… The Doctor prescribed ear-drops,… The next morning my throat was as… I thought Streptococcus had come…
Cousin Wilber built an outhouse, But it’s not like all the rest, Its varnished oak, cedar lined, And engraved with the family crest… He’s got a turbine vent on top
We are ripples On never ending lakes Like a crystal Too finely made, that breaks. We are mortal
Times were those that I wiggled m… in the togetherness sands of a you… and I made my pitch that made me t… trying to form a more perfect rhym… But there was a riddle, deep in th…
On the Christmas night When the full moon rose I felt a chill From my head to my toes And deep in my heart