Melody with torches blazing, scarlet flames in the wake, feathery wheels rolling, aerial tires circling the air, supple engines grinding,
Broken Heart Young man, I know what you feel A hurt like no other hurt before Like a pain in the form of a canke… That takes over your being as it
Waters end as eternity becomes wal… The edges of the horizon start clo… The mystery of the beyond is etche… Quixotic dreams became encased in… Mother Earth is a beauty that los…
We spend our lives searching for happiness. If it comes through material possessions, all is well if we know when we have enough to make us happy. If we put no limitations on what we ...
My heart hiding inside my pen the keeper of my words the high command of my thoughts living deep down under my smiles sometimes soft as velvet
Royal corn fields coming out into… with their eyes looking up in earn… and their golden crowns atop their… standing amongst the royal stately… oh such beauty among the majestic…
Deep down inside is the voice of that internal coach called ambition that keeps yelling at me to surge ahead whether I want to or not. If I ignore him, he reaches inside my soul and pu...
Mother Nature, van Gogh, and Hen… Painters who gave their all to a m… They shed their tears for their pr… Bound themselves to the work they… Mother Nature with her vibrant re…
Divinity’s Song Divinity’s song, echoes of the spi… Taken residence, my soul to keep A quiet lullaby, a heart to reveal The mystery of sound, a sweet phen…
Everyone wants to feel something inside to give them a feeling of accomplishment; God’s will in them to be productive in some way. Deep down inside, everyone wants to keep that feeling;...
Celestial Man Of the flesh, but heavenly conceiv… A celestial man on a dangerous mis… Man of steel and man of tenderness Man of unconditional and unbiased…
Surging rivers reaching every crev… alien waters from an exotic island… hot and cold lava splashing agains… fires of love invading my being, slamming against the banks with ir…
The pure the wild of passion’s bl… waters of the Styx and the child a… paradise lost and something new lost in the heat of the witch’s br… charging buffalos and lambs united
That beast that won’t go away, That hides in the bottom of the so… That mocks us and steals our fanta… That brings our dreams down to ear… That quickens our pulse for fear o…
Maestro With your baton you Blend colors with colors and Moods with moods You pull rainbows out of the