Runaway shadows begin to exit at Martin’s Winding as the tall, bulging Elm Trees st… in preparation for Winter’s Ball, running away into the deep abyss.
Apollonian potential, skeletal perfection, flesh of ivory and ebon alabaster as drawn up on the drawing board, blue print of intelligence
Her magic eyes waved a magic wand as they reached deep down into my inner soul. Everything that was under her spell left me bewitched
Like wild animals, they encircle their cages looking for an opening to run free again. In their dreams, they are roaming through the forests and plains, but their spirits are still imp...
Torches burning through the melodi… parting the heavy air with all the… yellow flames dancing as in a spir… dressing up the night with an effe… bringing heat to the solemn corrid…
The Flood Sometimes good, sometimes bad Sometimes heavenly, sometimes evil Sometimes needful, sometimes super… Sometimes helpful, sometimes ineff…
Electric river dried up from the… in the middle where lust and passi… inferno fires and angel tears in h… ecstasy and pain as love’s sweet a… pleasure calling and pleasure resp…
A lucky star shined down on Jake… It broke through the perforated cl… that hovered over the Bering Sea and found him in deep thought. It entered into his eyes and
The old man peered through the window of his run down shack. His lonely eyes caught the sun just before it slipped under the horizon. His only enlightenment was gazing at Mother Natur...
The Velvet Pathway Young man, why hang your head so l… When out of wealth we watched you… With your physical attributes so m… Your charming language, a love sto…
Mother Nature, a fine lady of beauty, majesty, generosity, heroism, charity, kindness, patien… living within a view of the outskirts of heaven,
Summer’s tears fall upon the leave… And lay in fear of the autumn bree… That ushers in the cool nights, Performing such early October rit… Of turning the leaves to yellow an…
Thorns Nature’s arsenal Guarding the perimeter Sentries at their post Clutching spears with swords ready
Can anger really end? Can a reconciliation reach deep enough into the soul and prevent the anger from resurfacing again? Love and trust are extensions of the Hoy Spirit that lives thr...
If thoughts were to be divided into two zones, our earthly one would be like the astronomer gazing at the universe to find secrets hidden within it. The hidden secrets would be like th...