An Ode to Hope, Our Last Stronghold
Hope is like a diaphanous cloud, pure against the blue of infinite possibility, yet, so fine an interlude between our
Read moreHope is like a diaphanous cloud, pure against the blue of infinite possibility, yet, so fine an interlude between our
Read moreCherry Blossoms … O’ for the beauty of cherry blossoms, Bursting forth in an ephemeral cloud, Sweet thou art as
Read moreBaby Boomer Profile … Born to Mr. and Mrs. John Q Baby Boomer Virgin on the cusp of tomorrow Mid
Read moreSkies are just an illusion, clouds the transient mood of dressing, and infinity the yield of perception, hidden behind that
Read moreRestless muse, take not your virtuous mind and refuse my sentiments, my grasping hopes of inspiration upon your beauteous shoulders,
Read moreBetween the cracks, through glass and air, light imparts its rise upon a waking soul, and warmth like a tender
Read moreNature’s Child Like children we laughed so playfully wild Amidst the forest and upon hills so green You teased
Read moreHEARTLESS! An Ode to Hilary… The Heartless Purveyor of a Dark Future… Twisted, gnarled, decrepit body, aged to manifest
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