The humiliation of the forest nymp… stripped of their clothing from th… teeth of the callous wind that swept through the proud hills… drove them to summon
Stallions flying in the blackened sky, galloping steeds, chariots ablaze, liquid smoke of copper red, streaming across the firmament,
Affinity Heaven’s magic, wizard’s brewing Power supreme, spirits moving Focal point is a second ahead When love becomes a story unsaid
Her perpetual smile never left her as her husband’s self inflicted misery failed to hold her back. She tried everything she could to pull him out of it, but she was unsuccessful. He w...
“Behold all ye peoples of the eart… I have secrets to tell about my bi… My traveling through the boreal sk… Of variable shapes from upward hig… From warm to cold from rain to sno…
The fog shrouded the moors like an ugly gray blanket, and the valley smelled like death. The howling from the wolves was the only sound that could be heard. In the stillness, I awoke,...
On the eve of that first pitch whe… rookies lay wide awake on their be… the night of sleepless minutes, minutes streaming into hours and b… eyes wide open and pillow soaked i…
Love’s embrace, tendrils grasping, Lithesome arms, skyward reaching, Upward spiraling, Silky fingers, poetic touches, Love dawning, love quickened,
As each Sunday morning came and went, they became more depressing. The pews were being vacated by disgruntled souls who left to try other churches in order to fulfill their spiritual n...
The giver in us, the mighty force of the Almighty, the hammer of the Holy Spirit, the builder of the conscience, the walls of the house of humanity…
The Conquest She’s so sweet, so pure, so white Like a virgin blowing kisses throu… Come darkness her cringing mystery… She can’t find shelter among darke…
Earth of deep secrets, her engines… her lava flows, her deep-seated ra… her moods waiting to explode at an… her pride flowing through her brea… her milk saturated with sugar and…
After the heavy sun splashed into the sea with all its might on its journey into the night, and Mother Nature put all her weary loyal subjects to rest, I knelt down beside my bed prayin...
Poverty Evaluated Poor little rich boy Only sees life Through his golden goblet When all he needs
Conscience, the wise old schoolmaster, walks among his followers and gives not of his philosophies, but instills in them the pain of guilt and the ecstasy of freedom from the hold that ...