Monthly Archives: April 2016

In Trial:   In trial Of earth Around the cause Of mysteries birth   Scores of thoughts Mostly, dreadnought Of death And pain Lay at my feet though not in vain Till my sun Never rises, mornings, again   In … Continue reading →

The Matador   The Matador spun and slipped aside Let his sword tap the hide Of a ragging beast Tormented so Would this end So badly, though   The Matador pirouetted Arms up high His cape curtained Death inside   … Continue reading →

A Hobo’s tale   I like, fat, acoustic guitars, Their strings plucked gently in cantina bars With singers notes cast to the stars telling tales, often called yarns   Into the early morn they sing their songs Till my eyes … Continue reading →

    Lay me down on judgement day Wrap me in sheets, of pressed clay The lines of reason drawn In red or gold came at costs, more than told   Lay me down on judgement day Will earth to … Continue reading →