My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Shooting stars flash like bolts of lighteningIlluminating the sky with a sense of magic. If you blink you'll miss it. Take a deep breath and make a wish. He said the best place is the cemetery. No trees to obstruct the view. A black sky with an infinite number of twinkling stars;- that just might …
Men march, their torches burn in the night their women stand street side weeping; not for fear, but emotions emotions so powerful they overflow tear stained faces passion and love You put another log on the fire and I am thankful that you have a turn of the century fireplace in the Big Apple west …
He writes about birds flying over the marsh looking for prey A broad wing hawk soaring near the tiny airport that sits high in the middle of the island It is a divine messenger, you are protected Northern sea fowl diving in chilled waves Seals resting on rocks; a pure sense of nature, God and …
Bits and pieces golden flecks rainbow colors twirl with delight notes and verse sing from high above majestic vibrations rattle the senses dripping deep red blood stained holy water sprinkled over me clear blue sky reflection pool ripple effect heart to stone visions shadow my private thoughts ....sleep doesn't come Drum beat blue moon dancing …
Cafe Dark Nights For the sleek and slender Of mind and heart The scent of cappuccino And espresso brewing Poured seductively Into delicate imported Fine China cups Intellectual chatter floats As light as a feather From table to candle lit table With a Beatnik snap Of the fingers - an antiquated signal Of artistic approval …
