Love Is A Naked Shadow, On A

Hang Yourself, Poet, In Your Own Words. Otherwise, You Are Dead.

How Still, How Strangely Still The Water Is Today, It Is Not Good For Water To Be So Still That Way. ~ "sea Calm

The Rhythm Of Life Is A Jazz Rhythm

Everybody Should Take Each Other As They Are, White, Black, Indians, Creole. Then There Would Be No Prejudice, Nations Would Get Along.

For Poems Are Like Rainbows; They Escape You Quickly.