They have been following me for some time now,
and by 'they' I mean them of course...

Its roar was thunderous and threatening.
It stood there, towering in the middle of a...

A straggler hanging
from its naked limbs, golden and brown...

A blind man sat with not a care
upon a beaten broken chair...

When you left
angels wept...

In the shadow it stood perched on a wall,
atop the barren courtyard...

There is always a middle to a tootsie roll
and a break in the road as to pay a toll...

He handed out the poetry assignment and against my...
I read across the top the page "These are the...

If these words do but one thing,
let them leap from the page...

The scattered snow
on the icy lake...

Time is, was, and will be,
and in that itself...

Inside this shell
I shake, I stir...