My intellectual me, my boosted ego, my acceptance among the highbrows, my relevant voice,
A Prelude to Love I can see your dancing eyes They tell me about the passion of… They are forever deep and mysterio… Beautiful, perilous, like the
Something beautiful, something grand of an iridescent image, rose colored morns drifting through
Lo behold a fire ball falling in t… From a hard day’s journey for a ni… Will it hit the earth with a resou… Will it shake up the sky and heave… Will it miss the ground and land i…
My Love-Mobile Hi ya there, Toots How about a ride in my Love mobile? I finally washed it and
We gather up each and every family… to come home when comes November. Just like it was when we were youn… we gather at the table for dinner… Thanksgiving Day is the day to co…
When we find our riches, it becomes the responsibility of the conscience to place a value on them. We are not covetous to treasure them as long as they are a gift of God, and through h...
Deep inside a brittle spirit sleep… In a warm body lulled to sleep by Weeping angels and celestial choir… Heaven incarnated in tranquil lull… Soft melodies finding harmonic hom…
After the heavy sun splashed into the sea with all its might on its journey into the night, and Mother Nature put all her weary loyal subjects to rest, I knelt down beside my bed prayin...
After the feasting on turkey and m… who becomes the receptacle or the… Instead of dumping the leftovers i… or making tons of dinners of turke… we invite big fat Uncle Fred over…
Ice Covered Crystals We sit in the clouds on cue For meadows to shed their emerald… Choking on the night air that Comes to be when life is old and t…
As palates scream for a savored pl… Vapidity lounges about in its lazy… It lies in its contentment as the… In a monotonic voice it shouts lou… “I have everything. What else cou…
Nature’s proud being called perman… with her head held high above the… her feet entrenched in the solid g… her moods reliable and predictable… her erratic behavior not taken ser…
Written on the Face As moods shift like the sand So the eyes become their shadows In their shifting manner When worry agitates the quiet soul
Universal man of varied faces, product of a meticulous design from the blueprint of creation, a plan to adapt to the extreme con… that fuel the violence of nature,
