Oh, sweet petrichor from thy heroi… from the aerowaters dipped in hone… the ambrosial rains manufactured b… thy tears of the corporal spirits… aimed at the parched corn fields a…
The Joke Inventor Thomas Edison, Henry Ford, not s… Not many laughs, but made lots of… What is money, but a funny less pi… When reeled on the way to the bank…
Surging rivers reaching every crev… alien waters from an exotic island… hot and cold lava splashing agains… fires of love invading my being, slamming against the banks with ir…
My sweet wonderful work hails me from my slumbering hours. To me it is like a beautiful wife in need of me to be at her side. It stirs my passion where that is the only place I would ...
Her nerves are like a powder keg about to explode. Even though that horrible incident occurred years ago, she is still trying to run away from it, but she can’t. It haunts her day and...
A musical performance can’t be judged by familiarity alone. If it sounds different, it doesn’t mean that it is inferior. It should be judged by skill and the quality of sound. If it is ...
The Monster If to the grave I see I must go I’ll take you with me down there b… I saw you praying to your Holy Go… Your faith too sweet, your life to…
Corporate Rolling Full steam ahead, man the throttle… Up ahead we go, and up ahead we ow… We surge ahead with the wind and t… We stop when the oceans dry up
Years Ahead Little girl, up ahead road so smoo… Moving swiftly into life’s journey… Into years when time is like winte… When rudiments are past and music…
Behind the mist or could be never, World of imagination made of leath… A replacement sun in the transitor… With diamonds for all the money co… A new dawn of strange shapes and c…
Of whispering winds and dismantled… come melodies split into harmony a… secret argots sung by the forest w… bending sounds through the barren… Winter’s etude is on the tongues o…
Music with its melodic scalpels, slices its way through the intelle… on its way to the ear of the heart on a journey of good intentions; that instills spontaneous feelings
He was the son of a preacher. He ended up taking his own life. After his resurrection his thoughts came back to him. My smiles indicate what my true self is supposed to be like. It ...
Divinity’s Song Divinity’s song, echoes of the spi… Taken residence, my soul to keep A quiet lullaby, a heart to reveal The mystery of sound, a sweet phen…
As I think of you on this Valenti… I see you and the other angels at… I see me in your sights through st… the me in need of you to answer al… Why do I need love when I have al…