Rising from the deep-sea furnaces… she swims to the top with the seew… dangling from her horns to survey… as it sways to the rhythm of the t… looking at the azure skies and abs…

Molded from the hands of her fathe… Fashioned by his authoritarian way… He expected his daughter to accomp… Perfection and nothing short of it… She is only human and not God,

My competence was put to the test when I was chosen to complete this crucial task. Some jobs are menial that don’t require such precision, but this particular one did. If it didn’t meet...

Coming to a head in the days of yo… The tightening grew tauter for eve… As when the British kept us in th… How much longer would this opposit… A rebellion looms ahead it clearly…

The song of the bagpipes cuts thro… over the moors and hills with an I… songs of the battles and songs of… songs that make me get up and danc… How can I deny that music does th…

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,

The war of the skies in contention with the Earth, of liquid cannon balls shooting ou… hostile clouds, pelting the forests, the homes,

Mmm the smell of salt in the briny… so close to the sea as Neptunian f… standing back to gaze at the waves marveling at how the ocean plays living as a yeoman but not at sea

Impending danger, my intimidator, My imaginary self in sole distress… My fears deep-rooted in me For what I don’t know, Are meant for a preservative

I have no words to say and no thoughts to think. I am a mute with no mind at all. I stare at my empty manuscript and long for inspiring words that enrich my soul and exalt my spirit. ...

The air was air and the breath was… The skies were blue and the mornin… Walks in early summer, so invigora… ‘Til the soup came and spoiled eve… Air’s so thick, so slow, so lazy.

The Rich Poor Man His pockets were empty But his head held high His soles were worn out But his soul was intact