Mother Nature is a kind old lady, but sometimes not. Sometimes she creates beautiful faces and statures and bestows them on people whether they deserve it or not. She usually favors the...
With My Guard Down I bequeath myself to all the world Its devious plans, its virtue unfu… Here I am, a fighter without a sh… The world closing in, to all I yi…
As a flower needs a seed, charity needs an urge, a place in the heart for love to be influential; where it directs all external actions that charity requires. Religion teaches about tha...
The me in the age of robotics, my arms, my mind, my legs, my self… connected to me but not connected, moved by the wind but not felt in… my knowing of the mechanics of the…
Something beautiful, something grand of an iridescent image, rose colored morns drifting through
The Sanctity of Pleasure The sanctity of pleasure is A sacred hymn in praise of nature’… The body is a flute in which the Mind adjusts the melody
Engine in my bike and engine in th… adrenalin pumping into mortal wond… and the crowds cheering as I mount… my guts all knotted up and churnin… snaky road up ahead and Grim Reap…
The Committal Twenty seventeen, my New Years re… To make me happy and those around To search our souls, the only solu… And find what is hidden there to b…
Easy quiet waters in their lazy si… their glassy faces and proud elega… with power in mind but power gradu… a glorious ride and a new pathway… as a song composed on the way up t…
Today I made my way through overgrown bushes that sprung up on the once cleared path that took me from my cave to the village that I set out to visit this morning. It was a long journe...
Between two silky thighs apart, flaming cello with a beating heart… lovely limbs and lovely sounds, erotic prelude to a weeping cantat… crimson gates to the hinterland
Mortal Glamour Come ye see the white wings of dea… See them converging at the final b… Snow white lambs come flocking to… The spectacle of death and bloodsh…
Brain Music Music pours into my head But not through my heart Moving along analytical avenues Into empty tombs
Skyborne magic approaching from the corners of the east, embers drifting in space in the wake of the journey of the… the daughter of the blazing sky,
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...