‘Tis no more a nocturnal emptiness… a sky without a mantle without a c… of noble heritage and noble banner… no castles, cathedrals, or stately… but a grand entrance to the spaces…
Shy-eyed lady in forest glen, Lovely daughter of a beauty blend, Of a quiet mouth and lips of charm… Sweet whisperings of a fairy tale… With angel wings and slender feet,
Heaven embodied and heaven distort… evil schemed and evil transported a Goddess formed and a Goddess em… a sacrilege performed and a devoti… Her of angelic speech and magnetic…
God’s grace settled into mothers’… deep within her heart and so witho… From ancint truths they became par… as they breathed the spirit into h… From her we learn what God is lik…
Song of colors, hands of lofted co… colors with wings, with airy shape… with dancing rainbows that follow the storm, that rise with the scarlet morn
The quiet strings smoothed out the… and everything sat still with an e… The soggy air hung above the glass… and the quiet grew soft and the so… Hush-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h.
The Pleasure of Adrenalin The adrenalin rush makes My blood flow with ecstasy For pleasure is my Fountain of life
For wanderers near and far away, home still lives in his spirit tod… As the holidays begin to grow so n… being home is in his heart so very… Wanderers will always have a home,
Redskins Redskins, Redskins, what a beauti… Wishing I could call my skin the… To be given a name to call me brav… A proud banner to battle I would…
The Commander Music through its wild pipes Screaming melodies from nature’s p… Though sometimes a violet’s sigh A laughing rage, a forsaken presid…
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,
The Silver Spoon It travels through familiar lands Guided by neatly manicured hands Never goes anywhere near the botto… Life is easy struggles forgotten
Cool and Refreshed Black clouds for scorched meadows… Beautiful as they swarm the skies… Their stored up moisture about to… A heroic poem versed for summer’s…
The Life of Life I see colors and shapes Dancing in space I see soft lines Moving through valleys
Love’s religion is of the highest order with no labels attached; no isms, no envy, and no intelligence that interferes with that deep feeling rooted from a love of all things, a cleavin...