In my mumbled, scattered, youth There was no purpose Just a happenstance appearance Of someone’s grand design. But as I grew and looked around
Dear Lord, there were times when I wove the fiber of my being into the fabric of my life and each time that it unraveled it left a patch behind,
In Sand-Land nothing stays the sa… Although solidity seems to be the… But if change is going to happen i… It will do it by the elements of… The artist often forms the sculptu…
In Irish tales Of ships and sails And foggy glens With spirits bright There comes a tale
I saw a bird landing there, A whimsical thrush without a care, Upon that branch that bobs in the… With new buds sprouting, oh so nic… A whimsical Thrush without a care…
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
Down the chimney came the Jolly f… It was obvious that the geezer had… With sack on his back, he slid dow… And landed on the stove, in the mi… My wife was glazing the Porker’s…
In the morning mist the sky was ki… With tiny sparks from a wooded rod The power was shy, those sparks to… Not like the power from the hand o… Those magic places in those mystic…
So slow the clouds pass us by Wandering leisurely across the sky Such illustrious billows Like those satin pillows Upon which— lovers lie.
The inspector found a flaw. It wasn’t the sort of thing others… But nonetheless, He was an inspector and it was a f… Just a non descriptive alignment g…
Cast those souls to seas of slumbe… Just past the gates of vacuity, So they may sail a clipper, swift, Beyond horizons to nullity. Nullity holds no love or hate,
The melodies within the soul Can accelerate the hours, Songs to God about his love And all His wondrous powers. No foolish thoughts cloud the mind
Crystal Sails on “The Golden Sch… Her rigging laced with silver thre… This ghost ship sails, (All hands… By the ghastly crew, now firmly de… Foggy harbors and misty coves
The Sky’s in blistered phases From a sunset’s dying light As the ocean mocks the shadows of Some passing gulls in flight. The wind drifts deep, as melting l…
On the Christmas night When the full moon rose I felt a chill From my head to my toes And deep in my heart
