the feelings from deep inside

My  Paris  is a land where twilight days Merge into violent nights of black and gold; Where, it may be, the flower of dawn is cold: Ah, bu...

There is no place like Paris. What a long strange trip it's been. A hero's journey, a couple of poems, and a lot of inspirational sp...

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water...

THE POOL PLAYERS.  SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gi...

My heart says "stay" My mind says "go" My mouth says nothing... I watch her walk out the door THREE OF US AND NO...

HO HO HO the classic words of christmas stockings trees elfs oh my SINGING AROUND A FIRE!! people say they hate the holidays. ...