Okay, have you ever seen a blank page?
The type that doesn't even have lines...

Hey friend, don't let this love of yours
be some kind of rope...

Imagination, my dearest friend,
Ever since I met you when I was a child...

You that flutters in observance
From up, an olive tree...

from a closed window
a girl with teary eyes watches...

As sunshine rays do come to bless the day
I pray that Midas touch may find your way...

War, I rearranged your letters,
And I found out...

And it's true, all this time,
I've been like a lagoon...

On one hell of a morning, when the lair of an evil...
“Mr. J...

Jesus Christ,
You are like the sun rising amongst the mountains...

To write a story in free verse
is to let the prose in you go berserk...

Forget it while you can
Don’t trouble your mind man...