Passing Through Hands
At the church meeting last month,
Money from its inception goes thro
One time it sailed through the air
How could the church have voted do

Mother Nature with her long, long
Her dancing freely with her many c
Her feet suspended between heaven
Her language broken into poetic ve
Her breath wrapped around the syca

Money’s Not So Bad
Loud booming voices come to my bed
No place to go, no place for me to
Money screams at the top of its lu
In a secret language with differen

Dancing with Sophia
The mood was set by the love Gods
Our lips were silent and empty, bu
As we were drawn together, her per
The music has ended, but Sophia,

Rebellion
As mountain crests summon the vall
Catch my waters that run down to y
As helium summons the spaces above
All I have gathered will ride up

Sounds of Freedom
As the ordinary grows tired
And the music sits still
Old avenues lose their luster
And bright colors begin to fade

We lie in the shade of the maple t
My beloved angel of twenty three,
Whose lap is soft as a velvet drea
A quiet brook and a silver stream.
I look into her deep blue contente

Faith in Doubt
The championship was within reach
Thomas, the tight end fell down on
After the game, amid all the booin
“Thomas was all alone at the three

An ode to you and what you are,
To what you’ve done and what you d
To your commitment to wisdom’s way
To your compliance to wisdom’s law
To your ability to see what they a

The Bewildered One.
Beautiful words from mysterious pl
Behind secret doors and prominent
Bathed in sacred vessels and silve
Arrive at my bedside and into my d

Interpretations of Truth
Springtime with its renewed optimi
Like a serpent, society sprung upo
The only ones that can be rightful
The further stories drift away fro

Writers That We Are
Everybody dreams. Some forget ab
We writers hold the key to keep ou
Our mission in life is something t
We are wonderful so we are