Beautiful Brookside
in all your brown-eyed lovers...
Ancient Egypt
When the ancient workers add blocks to my veins...
The hum of the drum of the washing machine,
Bubbles and bounce, making everything clean...
The morning Trek!
A look at the urban morning transit ritual...
Peaceful recollections blur sharp edges
as under summers sun time reverses...
Why ever should a just man suffocate
in the ocean of such unjust...
todays the day
that I find my peace...
Forget it while you can
Don’t trouble your mind man...
Mommy, what happens when we die?
Tommy, now why do you want to know about that...
With life you're given one long rope
Which becomes our line to live and hope...
Summers come and go,
body aches worsen daily...
a tsunami of
hope and fear Crush down on the...