The setting sun marks the near-end of day – - -

Poem from “The Deep Dark Sweet Rantings of a Yeshua Freak” by Lady Frangelica Seraphica Zen.

The breeze feeds the sun
the wind for calls of the spirits
the moon shines the night
the calling of a boy becoming a man.

Hi-yo, Silver.

Poem about everyday struggles.

Ma Shwe’s adopted son was named Andrew and, together with her husband, spared no effort in the way of caring for him.

The Muse of liberal arts and poetry is said to inspire those with whom she may flirt creatively, wherever and whenever she chooses to do so.

Not letting the bad things in the world stop me from being the greatest person I can be.

Some fond thoughts on Terri Bridge, Founder of the Bee Gees Fan Club.

This is a short tale about a young boy coming of age when he finds out the hard way that he can no longer hide behind the coattail of his older brother when it comes to fighting his own battles in life.