Marilyn my Marilyn or whoever you… You with your loveliness and plast… Your gates are covered in perplexi… Your deep seated mystery lies behi… Pools of sadness, deceit, wickedne…

Nestled between two mountains, there is a quiet little village called Silver Springs. Everybody knew everybody, except for one strange man who never went outside of his house. He peak...

We are writers writing from our liberated hearts. We speak out against slavery but willing to submit ourselves to the power within that exalts us and commends us for our work well done...

The old man and his bottle of wine… His landing on the bottom to come… His weathered face telling sad, sa… His only pleasure is his drunken f… The will of God is all about the…

Time to dress up for the gala of s… Heralding in the new with life and… Every ear heedful to Mother Natur… Finds everything scurrying up to m… The grasses peaking up through the…

My maiden voyage into the heart of… My journey into the melodic world, My empty parchment calling my name… My opus hiding in my spirit Dying to go out into view,

As mother sun warms the ground And the residue of snow sinks down… Reaching the frozen homes of the f… They start their thawing after man… Up through the soil and beneath th…

Blue Christmas among the Covid With friends alone away amid, Bearing sadness behind the mask, Bring them back next year we ask, To be happy again and worry free,

My seclusion and my quietude, My happiness and my solitude, My paradise and my contented home, My royal kingdom with me upon the… ‘Tis I, the ruler of my thoughts,

Her magic eyes waved a magic wand as they reached deep down into my inner soul. Everything that was under her spell left me bewitched