Friend, I who dreamt about you, you who dreamt about me, I was barefoot you were nude, both of us with children´s games. Friend, where are those paths that we travelled together? Where is that...

I like to stack them tall or end-to-end, but then I dread I'll find a dud I've penned. Each syllable feels heavy in my hand, a sharp, slick sound to pierce and then expand. Like shrapnel ...

Down deep, down steep, dark tunnels I descend, till statue, scroll, or frieze appears. I scan the gilted images. Might each portent grand rites and mysteries as old as man? Behold a cat, a...

My ship is waiting and I have to go. Yes, this is our farewell. I won't say I'll Return, sweet Princess. But I won't forget The fairest of the maids who dropped their veils And laundry baskets...

If you think I'm just goin’ to go away, then you've got me all wrong. And if you bet I'll take offense or get discouraged, say "I'm done. I quit!" Then you don't know me yet. 'Cause I'm a...

On shelf or counter they will latent lie. In supermarkets, boxes 'neath the stairs, or from a friend, through ear or eye, the sly contagious germ will enter unawares. And once infected no...

My friend, if you mean save my mortal soul before the pass/fail test when I decay for pre-paid bliss or face the heated hole. I'll run the risk-- I'm Sorry, I won't play. Or do you mean I...

Let's hear it for the spirit. Now lift your voice in song. But if your arm's too weak, my friend, You'd best not sing along. So drink to the fellow with the scar on his chest And drink to...

lxxi      And when the Steward held the harp he cried, "How did you get it? Please, I have to know!" Etain then answered him, "Sir, once I spied At noon a sloe-black raven hovering low ...

Who lives the candied lives of greeting cards? Old Santa's just the first of many lies. Who dare resists when every song bombards us, makes us spend, consume, our life despise. What if your...