As beauty wraps her wings around u… in her dominating innocence, her ripening, her charm, and shape… her perfumed gardens and tender fr… placing them in front of our eyes,
Combinations Random words scattered into space An empty book, no name, no face Of hungry chasms waiting to be fil… Room for fallow souls to be tilled
As the Duchess of Bluffingham was sitting by her window one hot and sultry day, she noticed one of the gardeners working in the yard and taking his shirt off. She thought to herself, “O...
What a glorious ride in the rivers… What a feeling in the face of impe… to feel the adrenaline running thr… with its electric currents flavore… running through my heart and jolti…
Lovers in Hiding She opened the door and walked out… From hidden eyes to view his new b… Her private life, not so a secret… Underneath her garments, her famil…
The face of beauty begins as a virgin’s sigh. Then it takes flight as a bewildering smile that lights up the inner domain of my heart. Like the tree of Heaven, it grows as a prelude t...
Rivers need the rain to start the… and lovers need other lovers to gr… Words are like lovers that long fo… on a search for their hidden selve… to become intimate and melt into t…
Artisans with an eye for the embellishment of the clouds under the auspices of the patrons of the arts and crafts… mount their eager steeds,
Hands on air below and hands on hi… seen by seers but not the eye, relevant to the air but not the fe… touching but not touching, lost between magnetic poles,
Running Free I dance among the stars And sing a song of freedom My unbound spirit Broken free from
Apocalyptic Rites Volcanoes moaning, spirits blazing Crescent moon hiding, skies crazin… Moving to the dawn at the speed of… Swirling tempers go round and roun…
Arms extended into summer’s lair Holding onto the warm tropical air… As autumn looms over the fruited p… So soon the snow will replace the… So soon the heated arms will give…
Nature dressed in her new nightly… Flaunting about her proud nocturna… Of days gone dark and imaginary wa… Of hidden phantoms and what tomorr… Of flowers resting from reaching f…
When outer space was just and insp… A food for the poet’s heart and mi… A river flowing through the parche… An oasis of thought, creativity, a… A story written in breathtaking pr…
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...