Above The Fray There is the sense of lightly skimming, barely putting your toe in a dance on the froth of the milk, floating warm and lig...

SEE SAY They say SEE something SAY something WE SAW vigor He FELT fervor We SAW velocity He FELT ferocity If you did not SEE it before th...

Raw, Crude Should I just go down as being raw, crude liquid black, dark, chunky, rough hewn In my (un)knowing I am laced with the rea...

One moment you are here the next, you are there. You can’t choose to remain here or not to move to there. You are then you were. There is...

The night air jabs knifelike against the face. Feet plod purposefully protected against the outside world by thick socks and black thigh ...

All we have is our past. It is what we know, we can see what settled where, after our storm All we have is our recollection. It is what w...

We all want to know that there is a reason for our being We search our minds at times in quiet solitude We rise each day hoping that as c...

Woman watch the glass. It sees thee. Climb. Prepare, be armed and ready. We have toiled in the fields of commerce deploying strategies, a...

Taking you in my senses are attuned. Sight, hearing, taste and smell reacting, when eager fingers rip open the skin of the ripe, burgeoni...

Ah, the 305. The 786.954.754.561 The heat The beat The re-treat Where visitors and ‘gators lounge around basking, and former generals, pr...