The entrance to Martin’s Winding, my winding that I call my winding, decorated with emeralds and diamon… the camouflage covering up winter’… makes way for the inundation of sp…
Harps of soft velvet and cushioned… of scarlet sunrises and ambrosial… a soft stroking with fingers dippe… the proper ingredients in a euphon… of beauty and its embodiment in po…
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…
An ode to you and what you are, To what you’ve done and what you d… To your commitment to wisdom’s way… To your compliance to wisdom’s law… To your ability to see what they a…
“Hello Doc, I just chopped my han… What shall I do?” “Don’t bother me. I’m at a meetin… So says Dr. Schmoodelpuss. “Yea, but my arm’s bleeding real b…
How can baseball and football clean up their sports when human nature in general is far from being squeaky clean? Notoriety has its own price to pay. It is exalting as much as it is b...
The world outside my window, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes reaching all the way to the tops of the glistening hill… that border the world’s edge,
One two three, one two three waltz of the winds so free blow from the south to-day ma-king the bar-ley sway late sum-mer’s day it is
My boat is adrift on the high seas with no rudder, no engine, no powe… at the mercy of the winds and the… the waves crashing against the boa… coming over the side,
I pray that when gossip pursues me with its deadly venom, I can escape from its bite. It is a disease that attacks mankind and then later becomes a plague. Those who can ward it off a...
The Storm Easy skies with their feeble smile… Are hunting grounds for me to roam I laugh as I raise my mighty swor… At Mother Earth down there, my vi…
In a Fish Bowl Swimming around in a fish bowl To and fro with the greatest of ea… Oblivious to onlookers on the outs… Cool and collected, too simple to…
Penetrating eyes, emphatic oceans, slavers of the drifting seafarers, dominating beacons shining brightl… with eyes of steel and feathers an… in volumes of mystery and wonder,
The mystery of the unknown Some hidden and some shown Some behind perforated walls Dressed in satin as beauty calls Calculated gestures and moving par…
Sweet cello tears dripping from the walls of the caves, rolling over rocks and flesh, the crying earth, the weeping trees,
