Hymns of the tears of the enchante… Of the aesthetic rivers of the sou… Serenade to the flowing and the pe… Air of virgins and melodic dances Around the hollows of sound,

Casual conversation and deep poetic thought are as as far apart as the sun and moon, as poets take their thoughts to a new world and invite the reader to reach it with them. Casual conv...

Maturity of thought is like the thickening of the shell that keeps on binding the spirit until all freedom of imagination is locked inside and looking to find its way out. When we are ...

Shifting, drifting, colors and sha… my truths, my prose, my charming s… my run-a-way shadows on solid grou… rising and drifting as to heavenly… dressed in rainbow colors and harl…

As Jackson, the battered quarterback sat in the locker room after his team was humiliated by the opposing team 55 to 3, the blood was trickling down his nose, and his arm felt like it w...

Red gossamer skirts shielding secret caves, riding silky avenues high and low, thighs of lustrous white velvet, exposing more secrets along the wa…

That Day of Glory That big blazing fastball came on… As big as a watermelon for what I… On that glory day I was the king… A wise man too wise to be so foole…

Sun Gods in the morning skies burning holes in the metal canopie… that cover up the beauty of the vi… that sleep through the night, climb up through the fissures of t…

A Quiet Interlude Blasting horns, redundant melodies Saturated notes, callous basses Piercing piccolos, thunderous drum… Wayward rhythms, hollow harmonies

God placed in our souls a saintly guide to lead us upon the all righteous path. Some choose to find their own way without him, blinded by their own vanity. Their own wisdom is suffici...

Peace and quietude, rivers sleepin… silence all around, waters stilled… nestled inside a loving womb, of mother earth, leveled river ban… peace and the immobility of peace,

Data in disguise, covered up with a thick haze, born in reality on solid rock in the essence of truth but truth dressed up in flamboyant costumes,

Children who survived the domestic wars are the victors. The parents are the perennial losers who keep on fighting until they die. The children saw the disintegration of the familial bo...