I am and have always been a Conservative, and that one thing alone, in today's world is enough to start a war it seems, even within the borders of my own country.
My dreams are very simple...I dream of getting some serious sleep when my life here is finally over and when I awaken on the other side.
I looked upon her beauty as a flower
I hesitated to pinch her from her stem
Instead I planted myself next to her
Where I too have flourished in a sense…..
The religious man
may have a questionable retirement plan
his devout faith in God
Here is where.....
Madmen write verse for their amputated lovers
with blue fountain pens and quills of clotted ink
Scribbling morbid memories yellow with old malaria
Who can understand
what we feel inside
When we gaze into the eyes
of the shadows