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…

Tommy Boy out there with the wolv… amid the battle fields and horses’… bloody banners and razor teeth, volcanic breath and hell fire neat… prancing stallions about the dusty…

Walking down a perfect path, Leading into a perfect forest Of perfect trees with perfect leav… He came about the perfect damsel Sitting by a stream with her

At Rest When our blood is an angry current Where velocity becomes a force Pushing the boundaries of sanity Surging past tranquil places

Handsome and devious such as he, Living for the day and waltzing fr… A man with numbers written on his… He’s dressed in green with a big s… He looked at me with my eyes wide…

As home is branded into our being, our paradise of memories is etched into the branding. It is a permanent and fond attachment to the well-known place as we entered into life’s long wan...

The Cruel Sea Your smiling face and wild turbule… Your rancid depths with your sweet… Like the swirling mind of a laughi… Your savory sweets are laced with…

The third day rising from the tomb… The ascension from an empty room, A life anew from a life expired, Rising in the sky, a sky bound fli… An image on a sunlit Easter morni…

Music in the pulse of time Traveling in the bowels of rhyme Riding on the sun and clouds Moving westward in the shrouds Metal rain falling upon heated dru…

We visited grandma and grandpa at the senior center last Tuesday with the children. It was a lesson in love. During our visit, we witnessed what love did to the spouse who submitted t...

Brain Music Music pours into my head But not through my heart Moving along analytical avenues Into empty tombs

Cousins of Lidmen of package myst… who don’t make the opening up a br… then cousins of bottle cap conundr… who screw on the caps with multi s… screw them on with a team of horse…