A Rhapsody of Sorrow Oh sweet rhapsody of sorrow You filled my soul with your lamen… I see beauty now as a Fragile melancholy dream
Where there is no place to look up… As if heaven was a vast wasteland, An abyss alone in the darkness, The only place to go to, The only place that comforts the m…
Runaway Sam with a runaway plan, A gift for the ladies with a weddi… A hawker and a talker and a smooth… Never worked a day, a greater labo… Into bank accounts of the ladies s…
Shades of green and moods obscure, The greenest is in the shaky futur… She jumps from one bed to another To find the right shade from each… The grass is greener on the other…
My sweet wonderful work hails me from my slumbering hours. To me it is like a beautiful wife in need of me to be at her side. It stirs my passion where that is the only place I would ...
Tommy Boy out there with the wolv… amid the battle fields and horses’… bloody banners and razor teeth, volcanic breath and hell fire neat… prancing stallions about the dusty…
The darkness of the night had spread its garment over the city while my heavy eye-lids drew me closer to my bed. I fought to stay awake, but finally surrendered to their authority. Be...
Country roads, crawling galleries, The Dog Days of summer’s viewing, Lazy maples sitting along the shou… Casting pictures of vibrant greens Through the openings of the leaves
The Weapon To every man there’s a gift create… Sitting upon his stallion he waite… Behind his smiles for what they’re… Waiting to be summoned come hell o…
The Duty Poets and musicians, chosen from t… Where voices cannot be heard for e… With pen in hand and minds open wi… They listen from morn’ til eventid…
Mother of life, I live from you, Your eternal throbbing, your tears… Your milk, your blood, your garden… Your central strongholds, your ars… The hub in the middle of life,
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
My intellectual me, my boosted ego, my acceptance among the highbrows, my relevant voice,
Herman sat down to try out His new remote. “How do I turn on the T.V?” He thought to himself. “What’s this button for?
In the density of summers’ forests where forest nymphs frolicked and… behind the copious leaves that covered up their nakedness, nocturnal Autumn arrived on schedu…