Our noble lady of justice sits at the river that divides man’s dreams with his conscience, with tears streaming down her cheeks as she ponders over what went wrong with fellow man. The...
Thesaurus Man, here before his ti… With worlds locked inside wordly r… Like finely tuned machines pouring… Words with meaning and feelings ab… Words that tell beautiful stories…
Hymns of the tears of the enchante… Of the aesthetic rivers of the sou… Serenade to the flowing and the pe… Air of virgins and melodic dances Around the hollows of sound,
Mother Nature of two faces, seas with glassy roofs and easy ga… seas with melodic whispers and rhythmic rolling, then seas of the swirling labyrint…
Tempest furor and skies bleeding o… Mother Nature concocting rebellio… Black clouds touching jagged mount… The angry skies at war as the thun… Sermons on the mount as nature cur…
Something was floating out in the… an object never seen or heard befo… getting closer as the sound got lo… until it stopped while still suspe… I heard it breathing inside a larg…
Of beauty cast out in the mystic s… of music with wings and whiter lac… a ballad above the clouds in a lig… rolling with the motion of the sur… sweet music from the pipes of the…
Horns of the Netherworld, the voice of the prince of the dar… the evil that lurks in dark alleyw… located down, down beneath the benevolent homes
My competence was put to the test when I was chosen to complete this crucial task. Some jobs are menial that don’t require such precision, but this particular one did. If it didn’t meet...
The upper left hand corner of the story of life, untouched by soiled hands, of the book written by the almight… and blessed in the
Engine in my bike and engine in th… adrenalin pumping into mortal wond… and the crowds cheering as I mount… my guts all knotted up and churnin… snaky road up ahead and Grim Reap…
Beakman with the big big nose, a hose nose that grows and grows, A shnoz that reaches to the limits… a sneezing louder than Mrs. Timit… an echo heard around the world,
When love reaches its waning days, When the flame flickers in the hea… When memories keep it from dying o… When the boat sinks down in the so… When early days come back to dream…
Music and gypsies are alike in nature. Both have roving spirits; restless in their permanence and seeking a way out of it. In music, it looks to create a new environment, and in human...
As the course of love churns ahead and the feet feel the ground again and the weights and measures resur… as the new life comes back to the… reality wraps its arms