(2015)
A answer, of sorts, to Maya Angelou's poem, "The Lesson.
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…
There once was a Wizard of old (At least, that’s what I’ve been… That could change a something to a… A wolf to a goat or a lake to a mo… From bad --- to very good weather.
With a heavy heart, his family is writing to share that Dick Thurmond passed away peacefully last week. We will miss him, but know that he is in a good place. He will always be remember...
Tis the night of the Purple Rose When the Leopard seeks a place to… In the shepherd’s garden she finds… And into its branches she shall le… And into its branches she does lea…
I do believe the whole affair Was an adult, contrived, mess. There I was in an armored suite And shaking in distress. I was not meant to be a Knight
What can I say about a Rainbow That has never been said before; Or the emotional wonder of a star… That array of lights on heaven’s d… How do I express a mountain breez…
Some dreams flitter like butterfli… Touching flowers of hope Under stormy skies And where they land Is anyone’s guess
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
Politics is not my favorite thing And candidates can leave me feelin… With the lesser of two evils, you… It’s like choosing, Elmer Fudd or… He says that he’s a business man,…
Higahley-Pigahly, Round and wiggly, Loves to roll in the mud. And slow-silly cow Is not like that sow,
They wanted to know If I’d tasted the Rye When they asked for the truth With a wink of an eye. “Tell us your story,
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…
In the evening, in the twilight,… Of the coming of an age in parody Then I see another vision based o… But in the end, there is a song of… Scarlet red finds its way into my…
Somewhere deep within the mellow, casted shadows, deep and shallow, swirling round her rose-drop eyes and flying high in fullmoon skies. Too many angles touch the dust
On the sidewalk, I saw a Honey-B… It was walking ‘round and ‘round,… I could tell it wasn’t right, his… And I wondered, “Is this his fina… Later on, I passed by and he was…