The Weeping Lyre Songs wrapped around tender string… As angels weep and heaven sings As lyres melt into liquid love And love swims into paradise above
As each Sunday morning came and went, they became more depressing. The pews were being vacated by disgruntled souls who left to try other churches in order to fulfill their spiritual n...
The home of balladry, of the melod… the whistling trees, the flutes of the forest nymphs, the air that passes through the ke… the magic air that breaks into pie…
Melissa was a beautiful but sad young woman in her late thirties who had everything going for her, but she was extremely disturbed about something she had done in the past that bothered...
Gowns of the Maple trees in emera… in summer’s garb and sunshine glea… in proud display post springtime’s… keeping up with fashion’s latest… Maples dress up for summer’s ball,
The skies were doing all kinds of weird things last Sunday at Yankee Stadium. There was some naked giant guy floating in the sky. Didn’t he get cold in the tush up there? You don’t know...
Ego dresseed up in satin finery with a puffed up chest and swollen… a one man show of musical gallantr… a rhythmic galloping of melodic ho… glory to the house of glory
Dancing with dancers in a silent s… Speaking not but swinging in const… Like the ocean talks and the tides… And the waves dash and the foam ri… The unification of Neptunian rite…
The Lust Of pleasure in its uncaring manner Wherever it leads it goes its way Along impulsive avenues to wicked… To destinies that smell so sweet
The Bewildered One. Beautiful words from mysterious pl… Behind secret doors and prominent… Bathed in sacred vessels and silve… Arrive at my bedside and into my d…
Beauty on a pedestal in the crimson light with colors dancing, heavens of poetic delight and lovely rapture coming alive and inching closer,
The upper left hand corner of the story of life, untouched by soiled hands, of the book written by the almight… and blessed in the
Voices from the east woke me from my deep sleep this morning and told me to be aware of something that was looming in the sky. A chill ran up my spine while my shoulders tightened and ...
Torches burn in the daylight time from the ire of the sun and air co… Dog days entrench in summer’s fare… as August heats up without a care. The tropics begin their northern t…
Mt. Carmel Funeral Home, The final resting place for your l… In a mansion beside a murmuring br… With a tall iron gate at the entra… With ivy climbing up the stone wal…
