Trumpets on high and violins aglow… sounding tympanis and basses below… cellos blending with sweetness in… approaching brightness and vibrant… moonlight fading with the impendin…
Capricious pilots, slaves of the m… in obedience to the shifting winds… pilots at the helm of the currents… seen only by the poets and the mys… weavers of quixotic dreams and aer…
The Reluctant Christian Smiles affixed, morn’ and night Pretentious faces, cheeks growing… Running out of time, oh for a peac… The Christian way, what a price t…
Lightning bolts rising, clapping thunder from the ground, from infernal gardens of black and… shaking the tundra and the banana… slicing through the earth with sab…
From the ground I looked up and s… A colossal Ferris wheel touching… Daring me to come aboard and ride. I got on as I swallowed my poundi… My inner voice telling me to abort…
The chameleon sun alive as the pas… running through the sky as the sup… a good-will mission of pride and e… in a yellow chiffon dress of allur… headed west where the end of day g…
Mother Rain, Mother Beauty, sunrise finery, calico skirts, silky clouds, supple lofted castle… fiery morning rays running through golden avenues to the beyond
The man has no plans for the future inside his hollow head. Without a father to prove to him that a good education is the avenue to prosperity, he listens to other voices coming from th...
Deep down inside where Space is connected to space Where oceans sing of empty limits And time is a roving vagabond Lies a receptacle with no name
Oh glorious curtain seated in thy sacred place in the morning… thy majestic opening to the new da… pulling back to reveal the chamele… that change color with each of thy…
Metalic leaves, the voices of the… the soft tapping of percussive me… Nature’s choir nestled inside the… like metalic hymns flowing through… a lullaby of the soft spoken zephy…
Winter’s curse had spread through the village like the plague and sent the shoppers to the department store to brace themselves against the frigid air that threatened them. The coats l...
“This is Doctor Schmidt calling to find out how you are feeling after your operation two weeks ago. I’m concerned about the healing process. I hope you are still not feeling too much pa...
We are writers writing from our liberated hearts. We speak out against slavery but willing to submit ourselves to the power within that exalts us and commends us for our work well done...
Woman of thy glass heart full of t… With unassuming power in the waiti… With lava flowing through thy pape… With legs for walking but not walk… Destined for erotic thoughts,
