Many miles midst misty moors men m… Marching, marching mesmerized mili… Men marching. Major murmurs memor… Messages, making mental memos, map… Moves, making modifications. Many…

Their lives are too short They worry too much They need to slow down And let time catch up The kids grow too fast

Thoughts, Swirling like mist, Obscuring Reality. Marginal distinctions

Remember those days when they woul… How about those weekends with ever… Or what about way back when they f… And when they got older and all of… Those were the days when they had…

So now, you say, you are fifty-fiv… And that you are all grown up and… And you think you are smarter—wise… (Yesser! that is just what she was… At what age do they learn right fr…

Hate surrounds their lives. It is in what they say or do. She doesn’t relish living this way… ...How about you? There must be something they can a…

Ear to ear is the toothless grin, Widened eyes take all the world in… Sparse fly away hair, soft on your… Alert, attentive expressions to al… Perfect little hands that grasp an…

The hitting has gotten too hard to… She just sits in the corner and cr… She tries to think of what she has… She wonders if other children have… Bruises cover almost every area of…

Splendid cotton sky Such beauty to one’s eye Earth of rich color Is dressed in rainbow coloration Land of beauty

Words can devour the mind and eat… Drown the eyes and crack the mouth… Turn light blues into dark purples… Saturate the soul with angry shado… Words can open doors,

The cross she wears on a chain Reminds her of all the pain He suffered for her When He hung on the tree And the cross reminds her of His…

The thin little girl had very curl… She had been alone all day which w… Other young ladies had sisters and… But her mother had died leaving ju… Her tired arms rested on the old p…

In the small, quiet room when gues… Home for the night and left him to… To thoughts of them and of the eve… To dishes left unwashed in the bas… And mute furniture left slightly a…

In a correlated space awaiting mic… A clouded T.V. screen of desensit… Beckon terrestrial Gods, Fantasy pictures, contritely morbi… Texturized lies; Barely autonomou…

He knows of a man who was so proud… Now this son wanted to follow in t… He learned how to race bicycles an… He then learned how to race motorc… Always this son followed his dad,…