We spend our lives searching for happiness. If it comes through material possessions, all is well if we know when we have enough to make us happy. If we put no limitations on what we ...
As mother sun warms the ground And the residue of snow sinks down… Reaching the frozen homes of the f… They start their thawing after man… Up through the soil and beneath th…
Years Ahead Little girl, up ahead road so smoo… Moving swiftly into life’s journey… Into years when time is like winte… When rudiments are past and music…
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 ...
Of love revealed and love kept sec… Mystery remains a shrouded night b… In hills and valleys and silken pa… Lovers set out to find what love h… Secrets revealed as love grows str…
Shake rattle 'n rock’n goes granny… her see through hose and her sexy… doin’ her dance with her sweety pi… Granny’s hav’n a ball, that nasty… She’s cutt’n a rug while hoist’n u…
Life and death are games he plays, A brush with both on numbered days… Adrenalin surges like the rushing… Pelting the earth and her sons and… Death is far away out there yet so…
My love to Thee She’s so lovely and all so tender Beauty in its gleaming splendor A kiss of dew upon a rose Venus moves to strike a pose
It was a sad day for one cold, rain soaked man as he sat in the confessional. His feeble words came out of his mouth as he tried to hold back the tears. “Forgive me, Father, for I hav...
Looking up at the azure skies where the mountain top touches the firmament, the threshold of the domain of the blessed,
Beakman with the big big nose, a hose nose that grows and grows, A shnoz that reaches to the limits… a sneezing louder than Mrs. Timit… an echo heard around the world,
Polar breath so frigid and unforgi… With razor claws entrenchment digg… Down into the tundra in the cold… Releasing autumn s hold into the e… Digs into the heart of winter and…
Rivers running wild from the infer… adrenal currents in the waters of… baptism of the unholy one, the birth of the rage of the wicke… spume of the demonic disciples,
As I walked upon the smiling streets that glided through the city like winding rivers, I came upon a curious gentleman that gazed upon me like a child at his birthday cake. Something s...
Of beauty cast out in the mystic s… of music with wings and whiter lac… a ballad above the clouds in a lig… rolling with the motion of the sur… sweet music from the pipes of the…
