Last Sunday in Central Park was the worship service of all worship services, the jam of all jams, and the intimacy of all intimacies with the brotherhood of man and ultimately God. My h...
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…
Galleries aloft in the majestic sk… fire strewing through the perforat… doves spreading their colossal win… shooting fireballs from their elec… strafing artillery from the hallow…
The Runner-up Surge ahead with me, my friend Push me to my limits My untested self An uncharted voyage
The Human Target He sleeps, he awakens, he rises up Someone’s hiding and waiting for h… Always looking over his shoulder For he is the prey, the targeted o…
She spirals up to the sun on a gra… clinging to a gilded wire to a mel… She churns and floats as all aeria… with the music claiming its proud… It lifts her up as she soars with…
No cave man can do without these: 1– a strong piece of wood for a ha… 2– a big rock to tie to it for the… 3– an AK 47 assault rifle in case… 4– an open area to send smoke sign…
Winter’s vespers in mobile cathedr… That drift in the snow filled skie… Psalms of praise at season’s end, Mother Nature’s eternal blessings Wrapping up Winter’s silent litur…
That foxy ole’ leprechaun is at it… Telling me he’s my very best frien… A confidant, a buddy, a patron sai… Painted some stones with a gold co… To me he came with a gleam in his…
Stravinsky’s “The Rite of Spring… and watches my prosaic thoughts un… slowly slipping away like winter’s… like a song of joy to its reluctan… A fanfare with adherent arms that…
Churning towers, clouds of fire an… under command of the wild currents that flow through the enigmatic sk… skyborne galleries flaunting their… beauty rising and scurrying about,
Mother Nature of sweetness and ch… of innocent and saintly origins, angelic smiles and glowing halos, with loving arms and kindly eyes, nestled in the lap of the humble s…
What If? You were dissatisfied with Things the way they were. You were in total agreement With one of the
In a Fish Bowl Swimming around in a fish bowl To and fro with the greatest of ea… Oblivious to onlookers on the outs… Cool and collected, too simple to…
A Gypsy’s Song I peered through the ringing trees Covered in a crying lament A dancing exuberance, a rolling ga… A stage carved through nature’s vi…