From the inversion of summer and w… from icy hideaways of cryptic spoi… the new ground is now a convalesce… a fallow that becomes a fertile lo… a fertile loam that promotes the s…
Beneath the floors of the earth, down below Davy Jones’s locker where inferno fires rage, stoked by the hands of the beast in the house of the tempest,
An ode to all artists who paint the life as it is, the times as they are, the fashions, the architecture, the modes of transportation,
Oh my God! Oh no, oh no! What am I going to do? Lord, have mercy on me. I’m helpless. I’m scared. Oh no, oh no! I’m afraid that if I press the wrong button on my new remote, my TV...
The deeper that sorrow carves into our being, the more room is made available for joy to settle in. Through suffering comes the highest joy. Only vines transplanted from Gethsemane ca...
We gather up each and every family… to come home when comes November. Just like it was when we were youn… we gather at the table for dinner… Thanksgiving Day is the day to co…
You have reached the East Side Doctor’s Clinic. Please say in the phone either Dr. Schmutz or Dr. Poopoo. “ “Oh no, not another one of those automated answering devices. I hope we can c...
What a game last night! Yes, miracles do happen. The Seahawks are the Super Bowl Champions for the second time in a row. Down 28 to 24 with 2 seconds to go in the game, Russell Wilso...
Morality at Risk Human Nature knocks at my door I do thee proclaim that pleasure’s… Damsels dancing to the song of lus… Morality’s swirling in a cloud of…
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…
Work hard young man and young lady… Go to the vineyards for the grapes… The time is now to harvest which y… Toil in the field until it’s time… Pride in your work makes labor so…
Where ignorance and hatred prevail… Inherited thru’ generations entail… Where fathers carry on what father… The good and the bad as firmly beq… Morals disobeyed and morals never…
The face of the sunlight on displa… a visage of beauty before the eyes… seductive arms reaching out in their sensual gathering, pulling the beholder into the ligh…
Compliance Violence is the name of the game Written on our faces for all the s… Its our private hell we choose to… The Devil’s blessing that we are…
Easy quiet waters in their lazy si… their glassy faces and proud elega… with power in mind but power gradu… a glorious ride and a new pathway… as a song composed on the way up t…