written 1998
A mixture of tears filled his eyes Tears for the end, Tears for the beginning, Tears that flowed freely Mocking his manhood
You are the life blood of her livi… The breath she breathes each day. The sunshine of her sorrows. The rainbow of her cloudy days. Her darling there is none like you…
It seems that all the world is sei… And all of them fell into despair,… And feeling they unable to withsta… Life isn’t safe and future isn’t b… Do you remember times they could k…
Can centuries melt into days, When into soul, these eyes will gl… Where islands meet And flames consume Any air
Sometimes She wishes you were still here, Like in the mornings When you could pull her near, And say I love you.
His life is almost over so he’s to… How dare they try to be so bold. He’s seen it all, he has set the p… He’s done it all, he has won the r… He’s listened carefully to all the…
Snow swirling from mountains ascen… Whitecaps racing from the shore wo… Crescendos cascading down the cany… Grit scouring age lines into her f… While
She had a vision of the days of he… In her vision she saw the chieftai… He looks at the women of his tribe He looks at the one who stood so p… He looks at her with fire in his e…
Big as the proverbial bull he blun… His way through fragments and shar… Insect-like things too delicate an… His complete understanding; While the fire reaches out past th…
She’s trying on a newly found adap… One that she never knew she had— It must have been in storage— A fluid dress, she thinks she like… As she bends over backwards
The stars slowly fade and fade, As the sun comes up ray by ray. The birds are chirping To warn them all, That summer has almost
The barn door hangs open, the hors… The occupants now a doe and her fa… A few crumbling bales of once sun-… Make moldy straw homes for field m… High on the wall on a big rusty na…
Why do the birds sing, Those beautiful happy songs Is it to proclaim that, Today is a joyous day Or maybe to announce,
Why can’t times be like they used To be, when words were easy, and Love was free? She loved you, and you loved her.… Hearts together, meant always to b…
The endless search for meaning eng… Life’s delicate transitions bars h… What is this Life he ponders? Why… Are mysteries and illusions the bl… How long it takes a tree to grow.…