Sam grew up in New York City. He learned how to get around with his conniving and shrewdness at an early age. He loved the Yankees and three or four days a week he and his friends wou...

The domination of passion. the desire to get close to it, to brush it against your cheek, the feeling of its texture, the need to feel it in the spirit,

The Empty Sage So much to be gathered, then throw… Stuffing data into tight places No room to breathe, no room to wan… Pure thoughts looking for sacred s…

Xmas time to be bright and cheery, To be smiling and jumping with joy… Riding in a one horse open sleigh, Cutting down a Xmas tree in the f… Decorating it with tinsel and silv…

Computerless and televisionless, days and years gone by amiss, presidents and popes gone by unhea… never a sighting or a word, wars and styles forever in the new…

Mr. Miller, the man next door, seemed to be a very quiet man. He lived alone in a small house with the curtains always drawn. He was a disheveled man who never smiled. His nosey neighbo...

Bring forth thy sweetness and thy… A wild dream portrayed on every pa… A romp into the wilderness in the… A launching out into space of ever… A story of the first and never end…

As my sub-conscious took over and my spirit sped toward the land of dreams, my new world spoke to me in a clear and convincing voice, “Trust me, my friend. When you awaken I will help y...

Aggression is a paradox of good and evil with each seeking dominance in the soul of man. The good builds up society and the evil tears it down. It is the eternal energetic force in the ...

The Order Inches or centuries apart Never closer, never further Stability has its place Survival knows no other

The lonely garden at the onset Of the evolution of life, The churning of mother earth, The yearning of mankind, The seed in his heart,

Angels and devils living together in one house, in one mind, a marriage that isn’t a marriage, but two deities coming in out of the cold,