Monthly Archives: April 2014

It was gray and cloudy. The man of bronze, ancient, Stood above the crowd, Hand gripping spear, aiming. The crowd mocked him, jeered, Hated him for his beauty, His proud self-confidence. They cursed him for the pride That none had … Continue reading →

Love of thought That leads to action He has wrought For his great passion. Now his hands Have shaped her body, Trimmed her eyes That look out cool-y. Lips and chin— He’s made them firmly; Smallish breasts En-rounded lovely. Glad … Continue reading →

Man’s life is a vision made real By volition of he Who loves the facts of reality And guides his actions To a self-serving goal That orders his living And keeps him whole. He judges it good When he’s passed … Continue reading →

Man-on-earth Day, Can-do Worth Day, Happy Birthday Human Race! Not just this day, Not just that day, For it’s each day That we face! Face with work-life, Face with drive-life, Keep alive life Making things! Things of highways, Things of … Continue reading →

When they say at the beginning That the odds are all against you, Only fools would dream of winning And your enemies will beat you, Hold a mirror to their faces, Let them look real hard, and pass, Huddling back … Continue reading →

Though much within this world displeases, And freedom’s all but lost and gone, The mind will beat the brain’s diseases, And LeChevalier’s going on! Robb’s Monica has manned the fortress, Sees sharp with steely eyes the foe, Who shrinks into … Continue reading →

She enters, says no word and sees no thing, But to her desk she goes and starts to write. I’ll not disturb her, and so I do not sing, And this goes on all day and into night. I rise, … Continue reading →

If you would live with me, my dear, Then I would live with you, And all past yearnings disappear Within our love so true. The space between would be not seen, Thick time would thinner grow, And reach of hand … Continue reading →

Aphrodite’s hands are golden— All she touches turns to love; Beauty’s lips she would embolden To take what they are speaking of. Aphrodite’s eyes are mirrors, Seeking sacred self in one Glowing deeper than appearance, Showing stronger than the sun. … Continue reading →