I wrote this for the "Belt and Beyond" Magazine.
Highward up in heaven’s blooming, Stately gardens of roses grooming, Manicured rows of purple crimson Reaching out from the rising sun, Perfumed sky of ambrosial scents,
The man who lives next door is kind and charitable. If there is anything that I need or work that I can’t do myself, he is right there to help me. He told me it makes him feel good in...
My unknown of me, my blood rivers winding around and through my body… divine sources, anointed by the Grace of God, rivers soiled from the pure,
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…
Religionism Standing up in the name of Christ… Is he who uses religion as a battl… Standing up in the name of Islam Is he who uses religion as a battl…
Love’s religion is of the highest order with no labels attached; no isms, no envy, and no intelligence that interferes with that deep feeling rooted from a love of all things, a cleavin...
Shake rattle 'n rock’n goes granny… her see through hose and her sexy… doin’ her dance with her sweety pi… Granny’s hav’n a ball, that nasty… She’s cutt’n a rug while hoist’n u…
Prelude to a poem, rhyming rivers… around the bends in an effervescen… and in silken chutes from heaven’s… sliding upward and down to earthen… into auditory caves from melodic s…
The old man sat alone in his room at the nursing home listening to the radio. He tried to find a station that played his favorite kind of music, but couldn’t find one. All he heard wa...
Microscopic cannon balls fired from inferno pits, the lungs of the Prince of Darkness, located a million miles
Sam grew up in New York City. He learned how to get around with his conniving and shrewdness at an early age. He loved the Yankees and three or four days a week he and his friends wou...
Two souls lost in the crowd, Miles apart but as Cupid’s vow To shoot his arrow within his sigh… From high above and into the light… To bring the two together to dance
North Winds North wind, cool my burning skin The fire has lasted too long there… Summer has wrapped me in her cradl… Prepared me for long suppers at he…
In commemoration to those who foug… And were lucky enough to have surv… And to those in the wings of death… Live in the memory of a future dep… Freedom is gained from an honorabl…
Man of sound Of music in the round Chasing rainbows with the rain To yonder skies where angels lain Pushing the limits of primal thoug…