A poem asking that age old question from the mind of a 1980’s teenager.

I am Twilight Knight.

A story about a girl being chased by a man with a strange tattoo, she thinks she’s dreaming … but is she really?

lol I dont think this story makes sense…i dont even get it ..=/

Feelings are real and strangely enough, they’re designed to be felt.

A poem about love given but not received.

I was inspired to write this while trying to help Margaret find her inspiration for a poem. She had a few words, “King” “Hill” and “Tree” and this is what my mind came up with. "Golgotha" is the name of the hill the crucification of Christ took place on.

About a fun day up on a hill.

The roots of technological skill are producing miraculous changes in our lifestyle.
As time goes by, progress should increase incrementally, so that the world in which we live would come together to the benefit of mankind.

About leaving behind home.

You can’t always see what is out there in the darkness.