Revenge is a vindictive reaction to a sin committed. It rides with the adrenalin rush that envelops our being. With the same degree of wickedness that evil breathed into our spirit, w...

At the church meeting last month, they voted down a gift from one of the members who had a rather undesirable lifestyle. He had to explain where the money came from. He was involved wi...

Located inside the big round city is the house in the laugher’s squa… where laughers laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh. Come you and throw open

Redskins Redskins, Redskins, what a beauti… Wishing I could call my skin the… To be given a name to call me brav… A proud banner to battle I would…

Mother’s lullaby, the sweetest sou… That eases the anxiety from all ar… Music of a thousand violins playin… In unison in voice of an angel pra… All in reverence to one little voi…

One of Monteverdi’s most famous Operas, Orfeo, was performed last night at the Theater in London. It was a beautiful day yesterday. The sun finally made its grand appearance after man...

Where troubadours assemble in the… softening up the words as the casi… the home of rhyme starts to take f… where poetry and the love of poetr… Aesetic feelings blossom in this p…

Of life on an upward climb, trudging along sacred trails with weighty packs digging in the weary muscles in the back, toning up the muscles in the legs

The Cradle Rock-a-bye my sweet, little baby Momma’s here, your merciful lady Your eyes so harkened my tender ar… Reaching forth with tears and char…

We spend our lives searching for happiness. If it comes through material possessions, all is well if we know when we have enough to make us happy. If we put no limitations on what we ...

Yesterday I saw my little girl Being born at the maternity ward, Then sound asleep in her crib, Then listening to the sounds of he… Then copying her mother’s smiles,

Lonely Violin My love, my woman, my angelic song Your whole body holds a Gentle sweetness destined for me Your subtle waist a sculptor’s dre…

Beauty with her glistening about her aura heating up the cold her face melting away the ice her fires shooting through her eye… her blood boiling in the beholder’…

My friend had unexpectedly gone away from the city on a business trip. On his way to the airport, he called me on his cell phone. He forgot that he had left his house unlocked and aske...