Factories of the farthest northern… Churning out snowflakes in frigid… Filling out orders prescribed by… All in symmetric shapes since her… Everything to suit her meticulous…
The Budding A blanket of emeralds reach across… As summertime nears with its brigh… Mountain streams in their proud ca… The rites of spring in their joyfu…
Our lady Affinity, the magician of the skies, with her magic wand reaching through hallowed spaces, in search of two strangers
After plunging into the cold, cold… From his merciful mission across t… The man called the Sun all tired… Laboring with each mile upon his j… Setting his sights upon the angry…
The sound of fun permeates the air… The sound of the calliope at the f… That familiar sound and nothing ot… Than the call to the carousel to i… What is a carnival without that so…
Mother Nature of many colors, Child of nature of many mothers, Many seasons coming into view, With so many colors old and new. Green to yellow to brown to white
A divine blessing in its proper order has the wealthy inheriting the humility of the poor, and the poor using it to regard themselves with the magnanimity of the wealthy. He who grows ...
Stately mansions not enough for mi… Inside her soul, the shining’s a b… The pain inside grows ever stronge… Her plastic smiles can’t last any… The happy married life is losing i…
Sun slaves of lengthy stature, rising higher than a peacock, a knoll, a Cyprus, a mountain, up through the clouds, beyond the borders of sight,
As I sit suspended above the mountains, I can look down and reflect on what went wrong. The year 3000 was a very prosperous one. With the population growth under control, there was pl...
Over jagged mountain peaks he climbed. Through thick jungle brush he plodded. In luxurious palaces he slept; but all these places were only a temporary visit, for his soul keeps searc...
Where homes are houses And shoes are anchors, Bound to the earth that Sings out of tune, The flight of music is a wounded b…
Hallowed be the fragile space that dwells between man and wife. It is God’s blessing that holds the wisdom of all creation. It is a flame that ignites a lover’s kiss. It is beauty tha...
The Warm Up Winter’s grip growing tired and we… Colors arising from out of the dre… As seasons march into a new paradi… Climbing out of tombs with big, bi…
As the pitcher sat in the locker room after being knocked in the second inning, the reporters would not leave him alone. None of his pitches were working, and his fastball lost about 10...