The rich are far too opulent to bleed for a Cause and besides, Causes have no place pleading to the rich. It would only make them unhappy and if the rich do not feel content in their mansions, who would be available for mindless gossip? Everyone knows gossip…

Memories of the seaside brought by London rain memories of Greece fixed by architecture and words of ancient Greek origin in the English language even a newspaper is an ephsmeral every story every novel every life to Graham Swift

That fearless intangible time Stealing my life Grabbing one moment then another and another Graying my hair forcing my body into new contortions Spinning me into complacency Tempting me with ecstasy Promising me minutes That turn into seconds That flip into decades Life happens Corkscrews and…

God in whom my attention flags As I pray and sleep to Keep awake before the Outdoor sounds say join us in Awakening to the Sunday Lust awaiting you in prayerful Chambers silent, not too much, stark Not enough, a silly goat has Found its…

How can I reclaim the essence of my dream, Everytime I open my eyes,my pain debilitating. I am a survival,doing one day at a time. I take my daily dosage of pain medication,to help me carry on. Since I’m not in control of my pain,…

Falling endlessly In and out Breathing friendly Grins about Elegantly Dreaming aimlessly Spins a crowd Helplessly Through the eternal Flight of love Recommended as an, Angel dove

A filmstrip is all that is left Frame to frame Moments between us   We had the fortune Of knowing that your life Would be cut short   And we had the grace To talk openly About why and how it would end   We…

When I was eighteen I wanted a black dress Along with chandelier earrings Dangling to my shoulders It was my entrance to adulthood that my First black dress or two were cotton And the color was mandatory for My first job as sales clerk in…

Flying Virginia Carraway Stark I was flying Propelled with only The love I felt For every little thing The universe had to show me I sometimes dipped My wings And flew low to the ground Catching seeds of grass In my hair I had come…

cool breeze touching my silky skin, while forcing the blades of wet grass against my skin. amass the morning dew droplets,fierce the softest part of my skin, underneath the blue sky, you can testify, the velvety touch makes our love nest satisfy.