Deep down inside is the voice of that internal coach called ambition that keeps yelling at me to surge ahead whether I want to or not. If I ignore him, he reaches inside my soul and pu...

Compliance Violence is the name of the game Written on our faces for all the s… Its our private hell we choose to… The Devil’s blessing that we are…

Passion boiling and running throug… Racing with the antelopes and purp… Burning up the words of romantic p… With nothing spoken and none compo… A love story up in flames by the r…

Good Sportsmanship One winner, one loser One ecstatic One disheartened The only way

Of your place above we stand in aw… of the secrets stored within you. Our faces feel the wind and our mi… thirst to see it and find the caus… Thy coffer overflows in us as we

When reason was the dominating for… And passion was the submissive one… When the mind controlled all the a… A careful plan, a careful executio… The perseverance to fulfill it

As the old man was walking along a mountain path, he came upon a stone. He picked it up and started talking to it. “I see you lying here with your face to the sun. Was your body always...

Passion maxima, full speed ahead, through the gate and to the thunde… the beauty of the whimsical rhythm… the fleeting showers of the lightn… the fiery teeth of the beast on di…

That Sound You with your silky hands Your hallowed golden strands Surround me with thy rousing voice… Your sober laments and your rejoic…

That Magic Wand There it goes again in its thrilli… Turning the ordinary into the extr… With its rallying sounds that ratt… Pointing its spears at my tedious…

Gypsies wander and melodies roam To unfamiliar places to call home Never resting, never sitting down With their feet up off the ground Taking flight with symphonic wings

A jolly good day for a drive, A jolly good day to be alive, To drive along a country road, No clouds, no rain, no fog, no sno… What a wonderful day today.

’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…

“In the blowing you can see me dan… I move in rhythm with the winds. I am the snow at your upward glanc… And start to dance when the storm… I move with the blowing wind on cu…