Three Thousand Thirty Three Trees Toppled

towards the turmoil
tall tents trapped ten ticks
the tremendous tales the tellers tell
tantalize the thinking tanks

truth! tackles the tarantula
takes twenty twigs to tear time
thespians tickle twelve thunderheads
the tables tilt towards turtles

the tenacity that trees
take towards tomorrow
triples the trembles
the teapots time


did it again

All Things Taken

for sure the sun will rise
the summoning of the tide
the dust flows once more
the light comes to those i adore

the dreams of fragance
are dispelled by mornings tender airs
rise now little angel
the world to you is about to be revealed

venture off again
with the company of friends
new worlds to explore
new beings to implore

amen

Love

such a divine dream
this eternal being
that we call love
the heart of a dove

Bacchus!! Call forth the fizzy grapes!!
Cherubs!!! Ready your Bows!!
the hunt soon begins!!!
let no heart be spared!!!

today is the day that love take flight
with slender arrows of might
and chance becomes a noble friend
who will be willing to let the rules bend

Cupid calls 'Ready!'
his flock of angels is steady
and gabribiel calls the tune
under loves sway all will swoon

and now...
the hunts begins...
loves kingdom never ends

She Walks There...

in a gown of white
gossamer threads that shine in the moonlight
eternally silent
her spirit ever defiant

in the Singing Forest she wanders
a toll of verse she gathers
a snatch of rhyme with a melody
all souls who would pass must please her properly

a great harmony she craves
so she listens listens for the knave
who would capture her heart
with a voice truly special and apart

Only an eyeblink...

has passed and yet over a year has gone by

come now back to the origin - my center

new discoveries - new friends - the world is so wide

so many ideas

share them i shall...