The chameleon sun alive as the pas… running through the sky as the sup… a good-will mission of pride and e… in a yellow chiffon dress of allur… headed west where the end of day g…
The Hardening Infants breathe in the gentle air In that strange new paradise calle… As it opens its tender arms And catches them when they fall
“Help, help, help! There’s a fire burning at Flushing Meadows in Queens, New York. Call 911. Get the fire department out there to put it out. The Mighty Missileman just fired some missi...
The calm, too calm, too calm, too… Level banks level and waters pond, Soft cradles lull the wild beast t… Passion going down lost in the dee… Tempest rising with the call of th…
You, rock of age with eyes, ears, and memories, were you there in the dark before the light came to reveal your form?
Of Heart’s Desires Of heart’s desires, of wayward dre… Of plans rerouted, of passion’s ov… Of reasoning gone astray, of wild… Of pleasure’s delight, of beauty d…
Back in ancient days, when there used to be a Miss Universe Pageant, the contest was only limited to our immediate galaxy. After that, the pageant was expanded to include every galaxy....
Gowns of the Maple trees in emera… in summer’s garb and sunshine glea… in proud display post springtime’s… keeping up with fashion’s latest… Maples dress up for summer’s ball,
Dream machines of a melodious kind… Sending images to the ear of the m… Running on passion and electric te… Up to the paradise through all the… Into ancient castles and up and ov…
Enveloped by the sound of music With arms that cast me Into an exotic paradise And planted a seed That blossomed in my imagination
Champion Made of guts, brawn, steel, granit… Pulling canons up angry mountains,… Boulders shifting under his heavy… Shouting war cries that echo throu…
Opening day, as rookies begin, ‘Tis Time to get ready and time t… On the mound while nerves are fray… Wish that feeling would go away. First pitch, a fastball right over…
Watch out!! Beware!! for the hill… Attack cows on the loose to get yo… guarding the perimeter of the farm… coming to get you and hit you hard… They run like hell with their tong…
“My world is full of you, In my dreams and waking hours, Leading me through the maze, Through virgin jungles And across windblown deserts,
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…