If there were no love in the world Would we all erect a dwelling Sound proofing it's walls Deadening the music Maybe furnishing it with darkened rooms Lined with tarnished fixtures So bleeding hearts can blend and disappear unnoticed A place where fresh scars cannot be seen A refuge where agonizing screams are silenced outwardly On the outside showing a facade resembling paradise On the inside lava pools fuming with guilt...

The perils of war, are furrowed deep in the memory of many, escape seems unobtainable, within the confines of minds young and old.Those who were lost, are not only those who perished in the conflicts many, but those who were left behind to remember.The perils of war, are furrowed deep, deep inside the recollections of those souls, who came home from battle misplaced.As the battles still rage on, within their dreams.We sen...

The sun was setting, with orange-gold hues reflecting off the bay, a romantic backdrop of scenery, clearly seen through the glass wall that spanned the back of the house. The glow illuminated the spacious room with a high-rise ceiling where light blue sheer lace curtains flowed down from the rafters offsetting the light from the sun. Two to three rows of chairs lined the edge of the room, vines of ivy and flowers skirted...

Autumn colors now shown Frost has touched your leaves Asleep soon beginning of fall Creating a patchwork tapestry First light alive with sparkle Awaiting a new warming sun To glisten with pearly dew Cooler day and longer nights Notifies Winter soon will come Summer is but now a memory Those long hot days on the run Soon a blanket of pure white Will envelope you for awhile Until the cold nights give way To Spring's lengthe...

Thoughts... Do they have control, or do we allow them to control? Can they ever be managed, or are they our administrator? Do ideas run our lives,or does living create our ideas? Are they reflections of our past,or visions about our future? Do they belong to us alone, or are they cosmic manifestations? Are they only contemplated,or forever deliberated? Are they real and true, or fantasies full of non truths? Where will th...

When souls collide, have you ever asked why? Are their stars aligned, or merely passing by? In some previous life, have they met before? What creates this sensation,is karma balancing a score? Laws of affinity say opposites attract,are souls simply magnets? Are humans universal objects, positive and negative planets? What ever the reasons may be.When a soul touches your heart. Be it for a long time, or like the sting from...

coming over the trees you wakelooking about for what to takeempty bowl what to makefeed yourself before the restthink of you being the bestnot of the complete messon the plains of the congoon the dying fields of red riceon the shifting sands of the ancientsas the sun beats downempty bowls what to makeyou gather souls to take

Prologue Christmas seemed a horrible time to kill someone. I never used to like working at that time of year when I was alive, and I still don't. As a cop I tended to deal in misery; the Bad, the Mad and the Sad were my clientèle, and at Christmas the suffering seemed even more poignant. Now, of course, Christmas Day is nothing special although we are allowed to celebrate whatever festivals we want from the earlier time....

His eyes were closed shut. It couldn’t be – he was so relaxed – so calm – it was so peacefulOh, it must have been a dream – he didn’t want to wake up. He felt light, weightless – he was floating A floating melody sounded in the distance Staying in one place – no need to move, he thought – he was floating Slowly, gradually, he began to open his eyes. And he saw A cathedral – high in the sky – surrounded by nothing but blue...