Down, down deep and deeper yet, down the corridor and then some mo… in a musty cell in a cold, damp pr… on another island in the same ocea… is the home of the latent beast

Lie down under a shady maple tree in a meadow under a partly cloudy… Feel the breeze playing with your… Marvel at the mantle of God’s creations before you.

Silent waters with mobile desires, beset with a nomadic spirit, trapped inside the river banks, buried in ancient catacombs, prisoners of the quiet earth,

Lofted Currents Currents in the skies You have your restless ways Instability is your game Like gypsies at play

Two lovers on skates, music weavers weaving into one, one dream, one ballade, one sunset… one rhapsody, one song, one space, soaring, upward lifting,

Dear God. The pipers played the proud battle songs of all warriors, and the sound shook through my veins as I rose up to meet my enemy. Through the night we fought in your honor even ...

A trivial seed of future’s promine… a scrap blown away in the teeth of… a wandering into another world, a love affair of the natural kind, an answered plea of nature’s longi…

The Human Target He sleeps, he awakens, he rises up Someone’s hiding and waiting for h… Always looking over his shoulder For he is the prey, the targeted o…

The mystery of the deep down insid… Where probing is a futile venture, A search curtailed by fear above a… A witch’s asylum inside the comple… The darkness ne’er to see the ligh…

That Extra Yard The end stretches up, Forth, and beyond That familiar playground For all who dare

An ode to botany’s sacred cycle, The season of its resurrection. The time for us to til the soil, The time for us to plant a seed, The time to look for the new life,