Strange, beautiful, picturesque, Charming, exotic, enchanting, Unapproachable, untouchable, Delicate, sagacious, mysterious, Secretive, indecisive, proud,
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…
Our lady Affinity, the magician of the skies, with her magic wand reaching through hallowed spaces, in search of two strangers
In underground temples with iron w… from under the earth in darkened h… engines roll with unsainted hymns and the world’s at risk as the dev… pouring venom through untainted pi…
Journeymen up high in the ranking, high up in the sacred skies, well schooled and able bodied, living in a busy atmosphere, in the hub of the air
The Delivery Love and pleasure’s creation The blossoming of a seed Planted in my quiet and Peaceful refuge
All alone in my private ecstasy, my island in the mist of all other… where euphoria is a silent horn, a vacuum in a space within a space nothing in the ears of the masses,
Crispy azure firmament, visions of… of clarity, of ecstatic dreams, of… of mythical cathedrals suspended i… beatitudes for the quixotic eyes, floating gardens of copious blue r…
Without Passion A poem not written at all Emptied out by rhetoric A song not sung at all Emptied of all passion
Grudgeman plodding up the hill under the weight of a lifelong grudge with a shooting pain in his aching back,
When complacency has settled in and taken root in the soul, sending the impassioned to their t… that illspirited spirit that mixed the darkness
The villagers were frightened of the old man that lived in the woods in a cave. No one ever ventured there. They all imagined him to be a murderer, a thief, and all the worst that he ...
Charging Forth Time is a conquering army That stops at nothing As it charges forth Cutting rivers
Dancing with dancers in a silent s… Speaking not but swinging in const… Like the ocean talks and the tides… And the waves dash and the foam ri… The unification of Neptunian rite…
We owe all the knowledge we got from the man who invented the wheel and all the tribesmen he inherited “his” knowledge from. From this, the mechanics of transportion took root and branc...