The Talking Tympani “My head hurts when you Beat me up so much With your constant pounding The next time you use me,

Children who survived the domestic wars are the victors. The parents are the perennial losers who keep on fighting until they die. The children saw the disintegration of the familial bo...

The mystery of the deep down insid… Where probing is a futile venture, A search curtailed by fear above a… A witch’s asylum inside the comple… The darkness ne’er to see the ligh…

While Mr. Jamison was walking his dog in the woods one day, he stepped on a big rock and turned his ankle in the process. What a klutz. His house wasn’t too far away, so he was able to ...

Aura of the north wind’s at home i… dancing and singing with nothing t… her hair disheveled and appearance… just blowing, roaming, and so to n… Her raggedy old field too wild and…

Your grand appearance around East… is a joyful event of Mother Natur… You peak your head up through the… dressed in green in happiness and… Then you change your wardrobe into…

One two three, one two three waltz of the winds so free blow from the south to-day ma-king the bar-ley sway late sum-mer’s day it is

Where homes are houses And shoes are anchors, Bound to the earth that Sings out of tune, The flight of music is a wounded b…

Speculation is a necessary aide to the manifestation of evil doings; to understand and be wary of the consequences. Speculating all the mystery of creation may endanger one’s faith if i...

The Aimless One He walks with his back to the wind Blowing him along easy currents an… Whistling sarcastic songs to his d… Mocking him as he sits upon the sa…

Phantom Mountain, lady of green that avails herself in the shimmering sun, hides behind the enveloping fog that comes to be in the night.