The upper left hand corner of the story of life, untouched by soiled hands, of the book written by the almight… and blessed in the
Pasture, the home covered in succu… the table calling all sheep and ho… the melting pot where they all com… the softening of their barbarian n… equalizer of the variances in thei…
Deep down under the frozen earth, sound asleep away from the heat lies the motionless body of a lily… dead but not dead, a heartbeat away from
Passion maxima, full speed ahead, through the gate and to the thunde… the beauty of the whimsical rhythm… the fleeting showers of the lightn… the fiery teeth of the beast on di…
One fine day, I arrived at the movie theater about two hours before the main feature was to begin. There was a bookstore nearby. I had some time to kill, so I went over to see if ther...
Sweet cello tears dripping from the walls of the caves, rolling over rocks and flesh, the crying earth, the weeping trees,
What a stupid poem this is. When I read it, you don’t have to listen to it. You can go to sleep or write something. Anything would be better than this stupid thing. When I wrote it, I t...
Yesterday’s world of sunlit hills disappeared behind the rolling fog that crept across the land, laying a heavy blanket o’er the face of the shimmering earth.
Our Abode Aloft We’re standing here on a grassy kn… You and I together for what we kn… We gaze at the bulging clouds drif… And pick a spot above where eagles…
Opening day, as rookies begin, ‘Tis Time to get ready and time t… On the mound while nerves are fray… Wish that feeling would go away. First pitch, a fastball right over…
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...
The thawing of the restless snows, High up where the north wind blows… Under aerial blankets in the deepe… Where the currents warm and eagles… The transition of the seasons begi…
Glassy waters, tranquil mood, Deep sea furnaces, heated environs… Air of the Nautical Gods, Hymns of the sleepy giants, Dreams of the lazy summers,
The Inventor To life he came forth From dust to faith he arose Through introspection he Found his way
Granny Baby Grams is kickin’ ass out there In the red hot universe. She movin’ on up with the speed of… She’s jumpin’ in the clouds up hig…