I wrote this for the "Belt and Beyond" Magazine.
Oh sweet music, thou art sublime Thy melody and too thy gentle rhym… The way you’ve come to take me ove… Fired up my passion, my loins asti… I’m a dreamer alone with an empty…
The Hill Too Easy Prestige became lonely up at the s… When values began their steepen pl… Through poverty came a deep respec… For life, I came to stop and refl…
Data dressed in black and black With heavy feet that can’t get off… That lies in musty caskets in the… With tombstones blanketed in moss, Once proud and useful to the intel…
The Opening When the music spoke to me in rhym… When my spirit started its heavenl… To the summit, to the skies and be… Swaying to the unknown, to its mag…
She lives in room 706. It used to be the busiest one in the house, but as the years drifted by, fewer customers walked through the door. Her radiant skin still had a glow, but it was ...
Verbal Reprisals Volcanoes, weaponry stilled by the… Sound asleep in the bowels of the… Isolated from the turmoil of civil… Smiling with the silence of the se…
Exotic delights touching skin like soft roses blowing kisses. the brushing of love’s tender wing… the tingling of their romantic tou… the feeling of heaven on earth,
Xmas for Weirdos On Xmas eve at the local nut hous… All was as quiet as a drunken mous… When Santa landed on the pointed… His butt was draggin’ as he scorch…
He pulls words out of the open ski… As fires sprinkle their sightly pl… Bravery is a soft romantic escapad… Riding stallions through cosmic ro… The skies, his fun-filled playgrou…
Aggression sees mankind in his rag… his quest for power in his mighty… his eternal plan since time began, written on the walls of his cave with his heart at the tip of his s…
When we work a jigsaw puzzle, We look to find each piece. Until we find them all, The puzzle is still incomplete. When we know what is missing,
The face of beauty begins as a virgin’s sigh. Then it takes flight as a bewildering smile that lights up the inner domain of my heart. Like the tree of Heaven, it grows as a prelude t...
Voices from the east woke me from my deep sleep this morning and told me to be aware of something that was looming in the sky. A chill ran up my spine while my shoulders tightened and ...
Champion Made of guts, brawn, steel, granit… Pulling canons up angry mountains,… Boulders shifting under his heavy… Shouting war cries that echo throu…
Run Barkley run as if you were ri… on the fires of the lightning bolt… from the nostrils of the raging Te… racing with the fleets of time in your acts of demolition upon th…