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…

Full speed ahead, feeling the adre… surging through the veins, bulldozing its way to the heart, bringing sweet smelling roses and barrels of caffeine and spices

Prayers in the dusty fields of cor… where the farmers weep and wonder if the world is drying up or shift… if there ever will be the rains ag… what it feels like against their s…

Oceans hover as far as one can see… opening doors to the north without… spreading about the fields of ripe… as a thick haze in the day from th… bringing in the air from the south…

The Empty Sage So much to be gathered, then throw… Stuffing data into tight places No room to breathe, no room to wan… Pure thoughts looking for sacred s…

I am a musician and this is my testimony. The God’s of music had me in their sights as they invaded my soul and directed my heart to only desire what dwells behind the surface of the m...

Grandma at the renaissance of the age of the telephone, when humans interjected and said, “Number Please,” when telephones were

If thoughts were to be divided into two zones, our earthly one would be like the astronomer gazing at the universe to find secrets hidden within it. The hidden secrets would be like th...

Mr. Leprechaun, what’s on your za… Did you hide your gold for me to f… Did you put it at the rainbow’s en… Do you think I would look to find… Do you think I’d fall for your cr…

Little Boy Lost I’m a little boy lost in a manly b… Who dreams of courage and manly fe… Too fearful to venture away from h… Comes a time to catch up to life

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…

Big mountains, tempest fury, big mouth, power empowering, pounding flesh, uprooting trees, black sun rising, dusty rain, flocks of geese out of cadence,