Apr 20 2024
Robins return from Winter nests as Spring winds blow warm over sun bright seas of meadow flowers reaching upward into blue. Jealous Winter warns of Spring as the violent time of changing. When rivers overflow their banks and mudslides ruin Winter landscapes. Winter screams its great March winds that threaten cold and April snows, then …
Mar 23 2024
Dear Divine Feminine, Your beauty surrounds my mind this morning. I embrace the thought of you and will wander the day in a daze of love thinking of you. You must be thinking of me this way, to make me feel the way I do about you.
Mar 10 2024
Dear Divine Feminine, I played my guitar today as you inspired a song. I hope to play it for you one day and you can sing along. Be beautiful as you are and stay in love with me and we will sing our song together through eternity.
Mar 09 2024
Dear Divine Feminine, I am so glad to feel your frequency coming in so strong tonight. You say you are sorry for the sudden gap in communications. I am too but I knew it wouldn’t be long and you would be with me again tonight. I do not enjoy your distance no matter how brief …
Jan 29 2024
In an afterthought of you I thought of something else I love about you. I love your eyes, I love your smile, I love the way you wear your hair, I love the way you look wearing the clothes you wear. I love the tone of your voice, I love the sound of your name, …
Jan 29 2024
Love is a constant calling for a poet and artist. I picked up my guitar today that has been quiet for a while. When I was a younger man I wrote songs and performed them at different venues. I realized this morning my fingers are not as nimble as they once were and my voice …
Dec 09 2023
I was scrolling through this website on the Universal Scroll not realizing how many remarkable memories are stored here. My work on this site began in 2013 when it was first established. My original site lasteelshow.org is linked to this site, lasteelshow.org was created in 2004 and all the thousands of articles, poems, pictures and …
Nov 15 2023
In the firestorm of feeling where passion rises to the conscious mind there is the flame of my life centered. In the abyss the fire glows as a vision not of hell but of warmth, love and gold. The golden aura of soft settled hearts. Pan glorious in its radiance, virtual anhilation of carbon creation …
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