This Wednesday with be the first of a series of classes in the Back-to-Basics group. The first class is on sonnets.This is for those who want to learn how to write one and for those who already written one...

“THE untold want by life and land ne'er granted, Now voyager sail thou forth to seek and find.”  Walt Whitman  In the way  piano plays in an empty room, trains hold commuters  as travelling hearts in skin baggage, poetry passports are open to declare  Steel...

His voice is often like velvet.Soft and fine.Whenever he opens his mouth to speak. His words and tone is never bleak.When he sings,angels above hear it.And invite him into Heaven early. They find his voice beautiful.Whether talking or singing.Doesn't matter. Once,twice.Even if...

legendary pain, occult fiction mixed with brutal honestyI'm a tortured soulwaving a peace sign for like kindredsjealous of those who are living life large with real smilesmy sunshine illuminates from eyes, large looking like poolshappiness stutters, it only lasts...

I'm one of those guys who wanders through abandoned homes notorious for their fearsome hauntings. I traipse through rooms with caution, though; the floors beneath my shoes often crackle from debris, creating a false sense of security. You see,...