Early November is the time that belongs to us. The candidates we choose must live up to our expectations. We must be mindful of our choices. Some live with God in their lives and consul...

Molded from the hands of her fathe… Fashioned by his authoritarian way… He expected his daughter to accomp… Perfection and nothing short of it… She is only human and not God,

April, our lady who opens the door To plush green gardens on nature’s… Predictable as the morn until the… Casting shadows, what a glorious s… Along the forests and budding tree…

The Selfish Poet He told his loved one to sit alone Without a word being spoken Too wrapped up in himself to be co… His feelings are in his words alon…

A precious resonance echoed within… A tolling that brought the spirits… A golden sound that clung to my sp… A spiritual sanctification from th… A lingering that lingered not long…

As we were plowing the fields getting ready for the planting, the earth was obliging by keeping her angry clouds at bay. Mother Nature allowed us to continue our work. We had close to...

Sam the Cave Man woke up one morning after his million years sleep, went outside his cave in the year 2023 with his spear, and wandered about looking for his favorite stream to fish for...

My arms and legs were tied. The bindings bridled my imaginatio… My feet were glued to familiar gro… My envious home had copious window… I could see freedom leaping over t…

The black sun stripped naked of its flamboyant costume with its yellow glowing that paraded across the firmament and marched to the drums of the da…

Galleries in the skies near and fa… that float under the empyrean, drifting through the clouds, showering the morning with golden necklaces and shiny pearls

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…

The magic of the night before the morning fog rolled in, sorcerers at work with their hands in the supernatural, the conversion of the trees

The jagged edges of the war-bound… with their battle axes and razor s… rub against the tender walls of th… for years upon years of agony and… scratching, clawing, kicking, pier…