Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.

a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet

Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.

He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes

got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!

Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.

here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...

The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?

The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!

haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories

Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.

Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.

sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.

Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.