Beauty up front and beauty inside Where beacons of gilded chasms res… Inner strength and fragile sentime… Battle fit and penetrable armament… Brazen rainbows and feeble skies
The Silver Spoon It travels through familiar lands Guided by neatly manicured hands Never goes anywhere near the botto… Life is easy struggles forgotten
Yonder wall on Martin’s path, seen in view what now he hath, up so high but not high enough, is a task ahead when the going gets tough.
Melody, strange lady endowed with… leaning over the meadows from the… she of might and tenderness and me… soft velvet tears and hypnotic gui… ranks over the powers of man, roya…
Of beauty cast out in the mystic s… of music with wings and whiter lac… a ballad above the clouds in a lig… rolling with the motion of the sur… sweet music from the pipes of the…
Then came the rains streaming down… chasing away the fire dragons that… Their copious tears filled up the… They put on a great show for the c… They fooled the curse of the satan…
The Treaty War has ended and all is well A flimsy piece of paper Ended all resentments The enemy is still the same, but
Stupid Cupid, what did you do? You hit the wrong target. You bro… You matched up a fat lady with a s… a hellifide grandma with a juvenil… a loud mouthed windbag with a quie…
The Fox The bill collector so cometh, Up the path, up the way Gotta pick up my sign “Beware, I’m sick
Winter’s reign in all its glory, conquistador of the northern skies, overseer of the Snow Gods, sultan of the submissive clouds,
The concert shell in the park looked like a giant clothed in granite, swaggering into the morning mist, daring the musicians to climb aboard and try to tame it. This was going to be th...
Dear God. As my heavy heart led me through the 624 acre cemetery last Memorial Day, I couldn’t help but think about all the heroes that you created that were willing to die for me just...
The face of the sunlight on displa… a visage of beauty before the eyes… seductive arms reaching out in their sensual gathering, pulling the beholder into the ligh…
Arms extended into summer’s lair Holding onto the warm tropical air… As autumn looms over the fruited p… So soon the snow will replace the… So soon the heated arms will give…
The contour of the river bed controls the flow of the water that surges past the rocks; or it just lies still, silently sleeping in the solitude of the afternoon sun before sinking to t...