Hymns of the tears of the enchante… Of the aesthetic rivers of the sou… Serenade to the flowing and the pe… Air of virgins and melodic dances Around the hollows of sound,

Country roads, crawling galleries, The Dog Days of summer’s viewing, Lazy maples sitting along the shou… Casting pictures of vibrant greens Through the openings of the leaves

Connected to the rage inside that is there and ever shall be, the force that drives mankind to madness from the consuming fire from the

Up higher than the highest mount where man can see but not know, of the mysterious air not yet reve… where eagles roam the upper sky and man yearns to sprout his wings…

It was a dreary day in the little village by the river. Doom was written in the ugly gray clouds that shrouded the mountain peaks. The cold mist was circling about, and the wind was d...

Mother Nature, the grand lady of nature, renowned for her reliability, her abilities to restore the livin… as the seasons drift into the next…

Cupid at his heavenly desk, His romantic plan on his drawing b… With his bow and arrow at his fing… His heart filled mind in waiting, Looks for you among a large crowd

Sunday moved into Monday like a well oiled machine with precision and clarity. The age of time had lost one more day, and the power of the sun lost some of its stronghold with the end ...

Diggerman What did you find today? With morality in mind to obey Was it truths too hard to reveal? Locked inside for anxiety to feel?

To Love and Music Love and music so much the same Life is supple for them they blame Molding spirits into shapes and so… Love’s no mercy climbs out of boun…

Caught Up Of quiet lullabies I do thee sing Peace on earth from the heavens br… Whispering sounds from gentle lips Like fairies dancing to a lunar ec…

The Arrogant Cactus I don’t need your sympathetic tear… Cascading down and touching me From your blackened clouds up abov… Leave me alone in my independence

In the Beginning God placed two lovers at arm’s len… With heated blood and a mustered s… In the gleaming of my father’s eye The angels strummed a lover’s lull…