This poem was written when I laying in bed at the hospital. It had to be quick because the doctores were getting ready to wheel me into the operating room
Poets of the real and of the other… with reality rolled up inside to b… reach out to let the other world c… and feel it creeping through the f… into the rivers of his heart and a…
Doodads abounding piling on top swirling around the literati world conundrums accumulating piling on conundrums the maze of the cell phone doodads
Normality is a home looking for an… Bracing for a venture into the per… Sitting still with its heart beggi… Waiting for rules and regulations… To hell with regulations, the gird…
Yesterday the world was all mine. I wrapped my fingers around the ea… I brushed it against my cheek. I felt its soft deserts and craggy… I sensed its fragility and weakene…
Combat ready, the call of the wild… Restless souls under tranquil smil… Looking for a way out of quiet she… Hear distant calls from the tollin… “Tis time to act upon thy hostile…
Perfume When she passed by, the scent was… Moving in the air and running thro… A summer’s wind climbed through th… Drenched in heavenly brews and tas…
They hang in the skies, gathering up their armies and arsenals from tropical masses and oceans of charity. Their thunderous clapping that announces the arrival of tempestuous fury are ...
As mother sun warms the ground And the residue of snow sinks down… Reaching the frozen homes of the f… They start their thawing after man… Up through the soil and beneath th…
Harps of soft velvet and cushioned… of scarlet sunrises and ambrosial… a soft stroking with fingers dippe… the proper ingredients in a euphon… of beauty and its embodiment in po…
Our private sanctuary lies deep wi… Where divinity has complete contro… Resting with the tranquil days and… Among the lows and subsequent heig… With the eyes of its heart sheddin…
Blessed Enemies Together we were born, together we… In the middle we fight, and give o… Thou art of faith and flesh and bo… Of ecstatic dreams and moans and g…
Vampire Party poopers popping out From caskets and musty tombs about… Trying to have fun on Halloween n… No blood to drink, no jokes to rec… Can’t dance nor laugh, just sit in…
He received his PHD in music composition at Berkeley. He wrote a symphonic piece that was performed by the New York Philharmonic at Carnegie Hall and received a standing ovation. Ev...
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…
Beyond my own sky, my familiar sky… under the shifting clouded ceiling… is a land that stretches out into… the quiet, the sacred, and all wha… Up and up it goes until the end bu…