Life After Debussy
Life after Debussy “is” life
When the music began to breathe
With its colors and shapes upon
Being resurrected from dark tombs

Heaven On Earth
Time in its merciless way, took me
I drove into his rundown apartment
Some people told me, “None of you
As I knocked on the door hoping i

American Idol
She flaunts her beauty everywhere
Her shapely figure and skin so fai
Her glowing smile she warms up the
As winter’s wasteland bursts into

Complainers Abound
This is wrong. That is wrong. E
They wait for me to rise in the mo
The world is an island made of shi
I belong to a world where the ligh

Confrontations
Me with my illusionary shifting sa
My truth tailored to my own size
My hopes relinquished, my fantasie
Like the old dying and the new com

Knowledge patiently waits
At the apotheosis of revelations,
To lend its mind and then send us
Further along the path of the soul
Infinite secrets lie silently in o

White down under the cliffs of gra
Where yellow fields of daffodils o
I sit atop my skyline perch and po
How far is earth from heaven up yo
Or is heaven in the beauty of the

The Recognition
Change, that sometimes unwanted sh
When comfort is in the way it make
When comfort is a permanent state
When our minds are accustomed to i

The air was air and the breath was
The skies were blue and the mornin
Walks in early summer, so invigora
‘Til the soup came and spoiled eve
Air’s so thick, so slow, so lazy.

Mother Nature of heedful ears,
In northern skies throughout the y
Her golden heart with a silver lin
With goodness and virtue all combi
She keeps her promise from lands a

The Conquest
She’s so sweet, so pure, so white
Like a virgin blowing kisses throu
Come darkness her cringing mystery
She can’t find shelter among darke

Revelations
Revelations not seen but moving in
Faraway islands meeting at a point
Chartered courses finding their wa
Things aren’t so out of reach