The child of eight opens the refri… and while looking inside at the gr… she asks, “Mom-ma, are we poor?
Across the great expanse With a raging river below, Rope bridges try to fly On the devil-winds that blow. The River’s mist forms a fog
If a Black-hole were a drain Its exit could spew rain; The rain being things it consumed. Look, another universe has bloomed… D. Thurmond/JEF
So slow the years wandered by When life first placed my toes in… But now, I believe, the clock run… For each year is gone before I th… JE Falcon
As dreams take flight in another s… That does not come by way of eyes; In twilight dreams and deeper scen… Are heard the screams and mournful… Some dreams ring true from out of…
This is a story of gardens that gr… Love, inspired, by the seeds that… A story of power and a magical bal… A story of lovers who hastened the… I’ll start out this story with Pr…
The Banshee wailed as I said to the sea “One more sunrise before I die” JE Falcon
I am put upon and drained Up in the Willow’s highest branch… So, I linger in the shadows of it… However I shall never render blame
It was the first hour of morning, On Christmas day, When I heard bells jingle Like those on a sleigh. Then out on the balcony
Dreams are much like stepping-ston… That you’re placing on muddy groun… Be sure your foothold is secure Before you lay the next one down.
Under an Oval Moon, a gold Doubl… Fell heavily upon the ship-lap bar… A man with a hook instead of a han… Wiped sweat from his brow and utte… “We’ll have rum laced with lime.
All the witches stoop and stir their smoking cauldrons While Warlocks choose the things that go within And the Wizards hide
Higahley-Pigahly, Round and wiggly, Loves to roll in the mud. And slow-silly cow Is not like that sow,
Oh woe is me, I’m a Pine. You se… And Christmas is coming my way. Past years weren’t bad; I was lim… So I was spared, to live another… But last year’s weather was so muc…
