Asleep in the lap of the norm, the mother of the placid earth, poets listening to her lullabies of soothing warmth, the numbing of the mind,
God placed in our souls a saintly guide to lead us upon the all righteous path. Some choose to find their own way without him, blinded by their own vanity. Their own wisdom is suffici...
Free of Sin Pure thoughts, no sin at all Safely home, an answer to the call Evil lives on a faraway island Too far away, nothing to withstand
That force that came in search of… From the city streets and from the… From heated passion and raging fir… From solemn melodies and melted ly… It came into my house, my frozen p…
Cousins of Lidmen of package myst… who don’t make the opening up a br… then cousins of bottle cap conundr… who screw on the caps with multi s… screw them on with a team of horse…
The she of sorcery with glossy thighs and silken tresses, who walks but floats with her tender feet suspended, waving her rose scented wand
The calm, too calm, too calm, too… Level banks level and waters pond, Soft cradles lull the wild beast t… Passion going down lost in the dee… Tempest rising with the call of th…
He was a hardworking, modest young man who had a low paying job, but his ability to economize enabled him to pay his bills and still save a little of what was left over for himself. He...
From the ground I looked up and s… A colossal Ferris wheel touching… Daring me to come aboard and ride. I got on as I swallowed my poundi… My inner voice telling me to abort…
Eyes of a saint and eyes of a beas… So quick to turn and travel east, Her smiles of passion and heated l… The rules of the game ‘tis what th… Daughter of the earth and wily ven…
In my hours of deep sleep last night, my dreams sped toward me like a vivid saga that stormed into my being and kicked into my divine faith. There were two Gods, the familiar one of the...
Spirit of Captain Jack hovering o… captain of the bottle caps brigade… He twists the frigg’n cap to the r… when left I try to twist’n fight. A whammy is what he sent to me on…
Poseidon’s Song Song of the fury While tempests chant Gnawing at the nerves Like evil dogs
Smoke fills up the feeble valleys, the Eden Gardens, the skin of the… the lakes of purity, the baptismal… the face of the emerald earth with the air from the northern bat…
Clouds of supple forming, slaves of the whimsical winds, moldings of the hot and cold, sculptors of the unsettled skies, the cathartic rants of the tempest…