The Birthing The Nightingale’s song has faded… Eastern skies full of pink pastels… Set to embark upon a westward move… With a new bright light across the…

As the pitcher sat in the locker room after being knocked in the second inning, the reporters would not leave him alone. None of his pitches were working, and his fastball lost about 10...

Oh, sweet petrichor from thy heroi… from the aerowaters dipped in hone… the ambrosial rains manufactured b… thy tears of the corporal spirits… aimed at the parched corn fields a…

Aiming High And then I climbed upon the ladde… Of murmuring streams and golden su… Of anxious paradises outside my ho… Where easy fortunes grew from my g…

My highlight of last summer was on one still night, sitting upon a knoll while listening to a live symphony. As the fervent strings warmed my heart with their hidden beauty, I pondered...

Man of ardor and man of song, Man of iron and man of velvet, Who throws his heart and soul, Loves and hates, arms and legs Into the storied depths of the son…

Comrades Forever In his eyes I saw myself Scared, nervous, and small To him, I, a strange beast Charging in from the wilds

The heavy sun is fast asleep in the forests of the dark, the legs of the day tired from their running, the lamplighter gone home

Tears of the frozen north, nature’s offering here brought fo… of wintry skies and trembling clou… a weaver of white and bantam shrou… a floating down with the melodic w…

The other world Of imagination and pleasure, Of mobile truths that Cater to our desires and dreams Within a reachable distance,

The quiet strings smoothed out the… and everything sat still with an e… The soggy air hung above the glass… and the quiet grew soft and the so… Hush-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h.

Fourth & four on their twenty yard… Ten seconds to go, running out of… Down by four, the biggest play to… A true test of power, so it’s time… Hut, hut, - hut, a fake to the run…