Mighty Typhoon
Such turbulent storm...

Day in day out,
he sees the same old...

Terse inert verse,
unnerving diction...

Prolific abstinence of any
train of pure thought reflected in...

Sunbeams on windmills,
fields with row upon rows of sunflowers...

Is there true justice?
Lady justice blindfolded...

Sun Kissing reflections awakening
all flowers, lusciously mezmerizing...

As the first rays of the sun pierce through the...
daylight accends upon the land laid in shrouds...

Truth be known that most of us are able
to write and communicate, but...

Fountain
Pen in my hand...

Turn the page quickly,
can you rub out the past...

Gherkin burping and
hurting from slurping...