You call on me as in remembrance
confused with champagne...
A flock of birds fly
into the open breeze...
A friendship blossomed
where there was none...
Someone once told me, Just Write
A couple years ago, my life changed...
Though some for me may desperately seek
And others shy away from my gaze...
Two roads Gino
with a wall in the middle...
I am smart but still learning
I wonder why this Worlds still turning...
Am consultant to the great and small, in fact all...
Politicians and civilians, housewives and maidens...
I look at the world and hear the death and the...
Is this worth living...
Vanilla courage
leaves empty memories...
The Bird Cage
When will you learn...
When the wells run dry
And you seem not to try...