On the eve of that first pitch whe… rookies lay wide awake on their be… the night of sleepless minutes, minutes streaming into hours and b… eyes wide open and pillow soaked i…
Love is a never ending journey That is meant to keep flowing. It flows through all the obstacles That must be overcome. It encounters the enemy on the way
An ancient tomb Cut out of rock in Golgotha, Home of the dead for eternal resti… Sealed off from the eyes of the su… With a weighted boulder for a fast…
When I studied jazz years ago at music school, I asked my piano teacher to write down some riffs and turnarounds, (melodies based off of chord progressions leading to a new chord or key...
Soft and Exotic Skin from the other side so exotic Nature’s rousing brew, a potion, a… It casts the other side under a sp… Stories too impassioned too ferven…
Above the Pain Mount Calvary, that hill so far a… Our martyr hung for the wind to sw… Above the pain, that earthly feeli… Suspended between ground and ceili…
In our silent knowledge lie the blueprints of invention, created by God to stimulate us to see beyond familiar concepts. The creative mind is like a pioneer of faith with the ability...
She’s a coupon maniac alright. She gets her busy husband to drive her a million miles away for five percent off a hundred dollars for something she doesn’t need. It costs him ten dollar...
In the Graveyard Eerie sounds from the cold damp gr… Come whistling though the naked br… Wailing ghouls dressed in tattered… Recite poems composed by the Maca…
The Life of Life I see colors and shapes Dancing in space I see soft lines Moving through valleys
Such sweetness of the mobile air in the dawning of the restless win… a humble journey among the royal p… whistling through the forest, the… talking to the branches of the tre…
“Hark thou bedridden Forsythia. ’… You, so peaceful and contented; ’… You have been asleep for quite som… It is time for you to start your y… The rays of the sun have loosened…
The stain of data and logic eating its way down to the core, laying in the soul, taking up residence in the muddled… the renaissance of the new poetry,
Solitude, alone from the turbulence in the soul, is a hush of silence that lives and thrives from the lull of the day, as if everything stopped to pay homage to it. It acts by itself w...
Poor Richard who became the whipp… saw his beloved at first as far as… her innocuous smiles and amusing d… and nothing else to hold back betw… His proposal to her was his first…