Featured in "The Sheltered Poet"
Maestro With your baton you Blend colors with colors and Moods with moods You pull rainbows out of the
Thank God for the conscience within us; his innate moral law that’s branded into our being at birth. Its presence is always there, but sometimes its influence is not. We can feel it whe...
Toward the Light Mother Nature and I together She is soft and light as a feather I am clumsy and afraid of the dark If I fall I’ll be missing my mark
‘Tis finished but not finished, settled but not settled, stretching upon miles of shifting… a breaking down for a rebuilding, of plateaus reached
Out in front with much to hide, Plastic smiles come out on cue. Behind the scenes is life as it is… In front is life as it appears to… Television is a rose colored world…
Easy drifting with the wind as my… who pushes me with her melodic han… who leads me to where she wants me… and I am submissive to her dominee… She is the conquistador of her loy…
Mother Nature, Father Nature, heaven on earth, heaven fluctuatin… azure skies, tempest looming, bounteous vineyards, spoiled grape… benevolent hearts, selfish desires…
“Thank you calling Doctor Quactor… We are located somewhere in Calif… Our office hours are 1 PM until 1… Please listen to these options: If you have a broken leg, press 1.
“I am the harbinger sent from the… Attired in icy clothes on this day… I hide in a polar mountain’s creva… Then in November I spread my fros… Over country sides and eagle’s nes…
The home of beauty, hidden inside an old worn out hous… with chipped paint and broken windows, called to me with a voice
A small group of people who survived the end, climbed out of their deep remote underground cave to survey the damage to their village. They had been cut off from the world for fear that...
Chameleon forest of ever-changing… from white to green and all the ot… change from cooler nights and shor… to blend with the climate as it sw… Vibrant golden leaves to red and t…
The skies were doing all kinds of weird things last Sunday at Yankee Stadium. There was some naked giant guy floating in the sky. Didn’t he get cold in the tush up there? You don’t know...
The Arrival The Secrets of the dark night Hidden behind the walls of obscuri… Come into view with the morning li… As the sun starts its westward jou…
Mother Nature in the throes of th… That beast kicking up the quiet se… Defying the rules of civility and… Her love affair with passion and t… Her letting down of her silky lock…