Narrative

She was a Hollywood star?
she lived in the west end
in the last house on St Michaels...

The day is fine sweet child of mine
The sun is out and warm
Butterflys flicker out in the...

I want to sell my ego
Who will be the buyer?

I want to sell my hatred
I want to sell...

Think that I will write a poem even though not a poet
And I come with ink, quill, and notebook...

In the black of night
there was no moon
nor were their stars
just the dead of...

The sun came up
The birds began to sing
The Bells begin to ring
And the world is...

A sensory system
with a complicated power supply
a computer for brain
it can simply...

We watched the iron tubes
floating slowly up the Thames
giant parts on a freight barge...

is there authenticity in a disguise
if it is pure and deeply real
Is there a point where...

Mary
What a model for a mom.
She had such a responsibility
Being the mother of God...

She really was the most magnificent picture to see
sailing the open sea with her
was...

I clear my mind,
What words to write.
With a blue pen,
On parchment white.

In...

Pit falls in paradise
How the common man explores the world
In a host of trial and errors...

The crystal shone from the depths of the water
Glimmering light that rippled with the waves
...

Twilight.

Convince me that the season longs for my embrace. It's been so long that I have felt the...

In the silence of the night, she weeps alone,
Her tears, like raindrops, fall on barren stone....

Saturday morning 6:am
I’m so excited to hear the ringing
of my beloved alarm clock
I...