Soaring high and higher, one step over the fields of death, gossamer clouds with wings of whit… the Olympic man on his Olympic sk… looks down at the valleys below,
Like a recipe that requires certain ingredients, so does life in its understanding. In order to feel the wholeness, one must be able to feel the sum of its parts. Sorrow has as much s...
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…
Shoes that float on rhythmic air, that cling to her melodic feet, slaves of the music slavers attentive to the calling, dancing into the majestic wilds
New love, new sensation, heaven breathing inside my lungs, scattering star dust inside me, my new abyss, my exotic caves, blowing the rust off the gates,
Cool waters in the yards of Neptu… are far, far away from the searing heat of the sun, sleeping in the arms of winter’s h… smoothing out the oceanic highways
Tempests nearing Black seas churning Volcanoes hurling Tornadoes whirling Fires burning
I vow not to give up on life. Through the years, my body will tire; but my spirit will be like a seeded field in midwinter that dreams of running brooks and flowering valleys. I will ...
Tough men with big dreams with a little boy’s mind try to win a war with no support from his people or the rest of the world. They choose to fly solo with no co-pilot. They try to fulfi...
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,
The passing through life and the d… into majestic rooms from when his… ushered him through from the grace… he floated and looked around the r… He left behind his body, but his s…
Prospectors of yesteryear scaled the craggy cliffs with their mules, sifting pans, picks, blankets, rifles, food, whiskey, and enough supplies to last as long as it took to find the gol...
“My world is full of you, In my dreams and waking hours, Leading me through the maze, Through virgin jungles And across windblown deserts,
A wealthy distinguished man was sitting with his family on the veranda overlooking his finely trimmed hedges that outlined his copious flower gardens. Like his fingernails, everything ...
Rising from the deep-sea furnaces… she swims to the top with the seew… dangling from her horns to survey… as it sways to the rhythm of the t… looking at the azure skies and abs…