Skyborne buglers rally the lazy cl… that loll about the skies as velve… sleeping in peace and dreaming of… drifting and playing amongst the p… rolling in the empty spaces where…

Passion streaming, colors gleaming into the sweet air among the jasmi… the tears of heaven, of pure bliss… the sadness, the pain, the ecstasy… blue passion living in the eyes,

Time to dress up for the gala of s… Heralding in the new with life and… Every ear heedful to Mother Natur… Finds everything scurrying up to m… The grasses peaking up through the…

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

Sweater sweater, ole Mr. Yetter, who sweats in his sweater no matter what the weather, who sweats and sweats

Sweet little Sally playing with h… her mommies and daddies and all he… and boys and girls being moved up… in her pretty pink doll house in a… making her cute little dolls obey…

Mother Nature, the brain that con… the well-being of earth and flesh, our mother of charity and compassi… that oversees our development, that obeys every command

Lidmen of the highest echelon, snobs in the upper rooms thereon, commanders of the package men, make’em tough til the very end. Wrap them only for the intellectua…

Booming silence at the gates of the hidden castle aloft, silent trumpets in the eastern ski… florid rays streaming from the bel… from a pot of gold

Dancing with dancers in a silent s… Speaking not but swinging in const… Like the ocean talks and the tides… And the waves dash and the foam ri… The unification of Neptunian rite…

Human nature and Mother nature, side by side with two minds and so… the good and the evil in a heated… tries to win over in total dominat… with pleasure as the diabolic lure

Beloved Poetry Thou art the language of the spiri… Thou art in the rhythm of the rain In the stories hidden in the cloud… And in the anger of a lightning bo…