Infernal coals from the floors of Davy Jones’s Locker heat up the waters inch by inch, feet by feet, yards by yards, fathoms by fathoms, sea to surface…

Reflections upon the glassy waters in clear days of none that bothers looking at life and the glossiness… of when it was a glorious ride and… as is the surface riled up by the…

Expedition of the winds of the bor… the blanketing of the cold, cold skin of the hills, the shedding of the snows of the h… the teary eyes casting their sorro…

Something was floating out in the… an object never seen or heard befo… getting closer as the sound got lo… until it stopped while still suspe… I heard it breathing inside a larg…

Reconciliation I detest the way you Look at me The way you walk The way you talk

As the pitcher sat in the locker room after being knocked in the second inning, the reporters would not leave him alone. None of his pitches were working, and his fastball lost about 10...

Dream machines of a melodious kind… Sending images to the ear of the m… Running on passion and electric te… Up to the paradise through all the… Into ancient castles and up and ov…

Lightening Look at my beautiful sky so incand… Peer into my chaotic home in the s… My passion moving from top to bott… Exceeding the outer limits of velo…

Like a tender sapling rises up pro… Its eyes look a head above the cro… And you and I with greatness in o… Lift ourselves up to the worldly s… We foretell our futures at an earl…

Look out Mr. Tom, here he come, The killer man with the axe on the… He cometh your way, so run and hid… No time to think, no time to decid… You’re the turkey he’s coming to g…

God placed in our souls a saintly guide to lead us upon the all righteous path. Some choose to find their own way without him, blinded by their own vanity. Their own wisdom is suffici...

O beautiful woman mingling with th… who from her celestial lofted perc… breaks free from her heavenly home and swoops down upon the earth so… Her eyes are beacons that shine in…