Lying on the gravestones are the f… And the letters on the stones look… The dates set low on those stony s… And the largest letters spell the… As I look across the grounds, I s…

The sign says “No Parking– AT… And yes, that means it is a crime. To ignore it and say, “Stick-it”,… Pay attention, and believe that st… No, the sign didn’t say, “You’re…

He stands on the edge of windy cli… Where images and shadows seldom bl… He closed his eyes to sees beyond; Beyond the whispers and the wind. Then he stretched himself, as if t…

Drained, like a cup that holds too… Dry, like deserts approaching noon… The inspiration juices flow Then turn to bits of coal Scattered like the sand upon a dun…

Where came that shadow that wander… That light-less vision that knows… Shall I seek concealment, or duti… So its heartless deeds don’t leave… Suddenly I looked and saw it near

Too many walks in the park, dear… Yellow speckled freckles on fields… Autumn used her brush In a hurried rush Now Winter finds grays in which t…

A few hours Into the day’s renewing A light goes on And the coffee’s brewing The alarm goes off

Skylight Pink, a Hoot owl’s winks In the mist and the morning shadow… Love and life like a sculptures kn… Has carved a world of sorrows. Grieving Blue, if all you knew

It was just past midnight When I heard a bell, It wasn’t a big one, It was small, I could tell. Ting-Ting, Ting-ting,

Along the river near the lock in Gulhanny Lived a dragon by the name of Cruel And there, too,