A bell tolls,
for the hour of discontent...

My bag is packed
with a pillow...

Craigs List doesnt advertise
a fellow that I need...

Nervous as a virgin
on her wedding night...

With sparkling eyes she gazed at me,
long curled lashes waved hello...

A collaboration of
Linda O Connell...

From passing storm with trying times,
my vessel worn from smeared begrimes...

You know its funny
Ive often heard it said...

The roadside changes often,
each day as I proceed...

He wiped his knife of finest steel
on aprons stained with blood...

Destinations have a start
a place called the beginning...

There was a time
upon the earth...