Winter’s Relenting Comes a time when enough is enough Like jaws that have to let go They become tired of holding on When strength begins to weaken
’Twas the time of the morning dew Afore the sky flashed its pastel b… And the bloodstained meadow knolls Shone their battle scars among the… From yesterday’s skirmish with mor…
Where homes are houses And shoes are anchors, Bound to the earth that Sings out of tune, The flight of music is a wounded b…
The Brotherhood of Labor The waiting gardens, they Call to me from far across the mea… They whisper life’s eternal secret… Told through the love of labor
‘Neath the blue firmament that touches the outskirts of heav… where the brittle white canopy that covers up the unstable clouds… breaks up and drifts apart
After the heavy sun splashed into the sea with all its might on its journey into the night, and Mother Nature put all her weary loyal subjects to rest, I knelt down beside my bed prayin...
The Brewing As words dig a hole down to the co… Devils running by the speed of sou… What enters stays and doesn’t come… Like sponges soaking in the bad
Merry Christmas to all, and may all your Christmases to come be merry. May your spouse or future spouse give you as much love as you give to him or her. May the flame that’s in your h...
The snows of winter have come and… Enough is enough of that tired old… That whistling through the empty b… As if dreams stood still in their… Summer is that freshening of the s…
As old geezers say, ”Enough is en… Hooking up all their chaotic stuff… Computers, TVs, telephones, remot… Electronic conundrums for us old g… Before we go completely insane,
The old man peered through the window of his run down shack. His lonely eyes caught the sun just before it slipped under the horizon. His only enlightenment was gazing at Mother Natur...
Equality Changing times and changing attitu… Once a fair maiden at home in the… With sentries posted at every door Hidden beneath the wings of a man
The Talking Tympani “My head hurts when you Beat me up so much With your constant pounding The next time you use me,
Everyone seeks comfort; someone or some group to enjoy being with to share the humor and joy. He must also have someone to share and rationalize his ideas with. He must have someone to ...
The Arrival The Secrets of the dark night Hidden behind the walls of obscuri… Come into view with the morning li… As the sun starts its westward jou…
