Rhythmic waves dashing crashing, expanded ripples racing from the c… Poseidon blowing out his despotic… mountains of waters in their unres… lines of ivory steel in unison,

Without Wings He flies like an eagle, the sky fo… Who needs wings when dreams take h… His world is adorned with polka do… Of floating iron and swirling tres…

My hat, my own, My possession, my slave, My rain repellentthinger, My object, my dummy, My lumpa’ felt, felted lump,

The Betrayal Friendships and cathedrals Built with earnest intent From the ground up to The very highest peak

It was a sad day when William Bla… The note said, “I had too many bo… I had to know at least the infalli… Please forgive me, my sweet wife,… Life after death will come in due…

Left alone in a languorous breath, a taste of nothing and nothing lef… a longing of the discontented, an urgent appeal of the tearful la… of torpid days in need of sweet, s…

After the calming of the first assault comes the second wave of the virus of the devil’s army with a vengeance upon the shores of the thinkers,

Way up above the earth, up above the crow’s nest, further up through the clouds, beyond where the eyes can see, where the skies brush up against

Looking Out Here I am looking out at love Not close enough to touch But close enough to feel It enters my body as if it were re…

Up near where the heavens join the… In lofted oceans as white silhouet… Some say the clouds, but I say th… Playing in the air as long as heav… The cream of the skies at the top…

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,

The tightening of the straps, the dam that impedes the flowing of the river that runs to places unknown, the numbing of the passion,

Mother Nature, mother of the eart… Tears of the sun, milk at the birt… Heroine of the forest, of silent r… A gentle stirring, a cordial breez… Arms of the angels, hands of the e…