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“Greater love hath no man...” but a woman yes A mother's love deeper than any passionate caress In literature wom..

Couldn't be diviner A mad dance D minor A dark waltz my head spins circling violins so sadly spinning ..

I've wandered through Dante's inferno, heaven and purgatory, traveled Ulysses' journey, fished with Hemmingway, lived his story, I h..

I was told that affirmative action was necessary to fix the past but to me it seems a detraction for those that feel outcast ..

An inky droplet of sunset spreads its oily chill through the clear pool of night sending shuddering shivers in swelling breakers of frenetic d..

To plot the psychology of a storm, in the meteorology of the mind a hurricane is born, with an eye that is blind It's which hemisphere, tha..

I smoke my last guitar swirling notes of sweet Havana fly Blowing blue wisps to a distant star Waning flat tones of cognac cry ..

In a dimension where there is no time past, future and present occur simultaneously where the vile becomes sublime knowing everything ..

There will always be day and night us or they, neither better than the other Love and hate, black and white crooked or straight, each a..

Grasping smoke to store in a jar to make dissolving wisps of hope last With the dawn's final fading star the sun's birth, darker shadow..