The Greatest Circle

How much do I love you?
I've played to know.
Let me count the ways,
All the ways I can show,
You my Love...

First there was one
and by one she stood.
Two came along,
an expansion of love.
Then three held hands
near a willow tree,
As four sang carols
to the humming bee.
Five was there,
like a guiding light...
Finally, we recognized Six.
And we stopped the fight.
Seven was right,
there are Eight gates
when in Heaven.
Nine sang divine,
And ten at the 'end'...
was a mistaken, eleven.

Twelve chimed "New Time".
And Ophiuchus was restored,
To her, proper place of Mind.
Among Friends,
In the Great Circle.

Ophiuchus (Ὀφιοῦχος IPA: /ˌɒfiːˈjuːkəs/) is a large constellation located around the celestial equator. Its name is Greek for 'snake-holder', and it is commonly represented as a man grasping the snake that is represented by the constellation Serpens....

~"Charming story..."

Also known as Ouroboros



Skatin' ...
On a sheet of ice
The girl she fell
And her heels clicked twice.
She crinkled her nose,
And her thoughts weren't nice.
She sat on her butt
On sheets of ice.
Frozen.In Time...


Then from the air
The sun came shine'in
On her butt there
The girl started smilin'
As the sheet of ice...
Her naughty thoughts pelted,
By a ray of sparkling sun.Shine.

Off came her skates
As the grass started growin'
Fresh came the wind
As the flowers started showin'
And warm was her heart
As the music started flowin'.

Hey look! A rainbow there!
Fresh air!
A stream started runnin'
And some bees came ahummin'
And Bear came strummin'...
That a Platypus was seen,
swimming... in the air.

This place is queer.
But the girl,
With the skates,
Who fell?
Decided she liked it
And decided to stay
And Play.


The Moons comin'
and I was wishin' again,
Sittin' by my candle.light
flickering pen...and
I thought of you just then.

Moonbeams playing
between my blinds,
As twinkling stars
invite Our rhymes...to blend.
I was sittin' by the candle.
Light in my Pen,
my heart a smile
and I heard you then,
Wishin'... like me my friend.

In celebration
of our blended chimes,
Wind whispered words...
To the sea of our minds,
As the Moon beam danced,
On a Light that bent Time.

So replay my hands,
Bend back my mind,
I'm wishin on a Star,
and I'm hopin' on a rhyme,
that our Wishin',
Come True.


always begin your infomercial by asking a question and 'relating' to a problem...

Are you 40 and single?
- Not into the bar scene?
- Turned off by dating sites?
- Don't have time for starting over?
- But are tired of being alone?

then tell the audience, how your product will 'fix' all this...

AgeLess.A State of Mind...

Are you aging?
Not into celebrating your birthdays?
Turned off by double digits?
Don't think you have the Time?
Are you tired of Age?

Then welcome, to AgeLess.
It's a state of mind. Affordable,
Available in all colors to suit your style.
Males, Females, PonyTails and Snails....
Step right up!
We fit just about everything.

Once you try it, you'll come to find,
A more youthful state of mind.
Your birthdays, you'll want to celebrate and
Double digits, they won't mean anything.
The clock will spin, but you won't really care.
You'll ride those hands and float in the air.
You won't care about the time because,
In an AgeLess.State of Mind,
You'll know you're truly livin'.

and then ask for the 'sale'...

"Please buy it. It's free.."

- But are U tired of being alone?

And now, for the next eternity, we'll include FREE,
US. and you never are... alone. :)

Open your Mind to an AgeLess state.of.Begin.



Dare you come my way?

~ I Smiled at you,
I did Today.

Your name imply,
to my demise you try.
~ But I Looked at you,
instead anyway.

Something in your glare,
Even mean as you dare,
And something in your eye,
Say that you imply...
...but know.That I know.
I met you once,
Upon a Time,
When innocence be,
A simple rhyme.
I met you once,
Upon a Time,
And I met you twice,
Upon a Star.

So, sLayer I recognize,
Through your disguise.
A mistake occured,
in Your Name.

DragonsLayer.Was a Player.
And fooled around all day.
Cat, that dragon that,

Enticed the girls this way.

"Come to me..." he said...
To the DragonsLayer.


being in
such pomes
as sun warms day
smell 10 flower
sweet hug
a friend
to my

I like to play
after reading
such pomes


Near and far,
Carry friendship,
On a moonlit Car.Pet...
We float near it, the moon,
in the stars,
Dreaming waves,
Creating Art,
Near and far,
In the Stars,
I wave.AtYou.
From a moonlit,


About Time

At night I sit by candle light,
Pixels flicker, flickering bytes,
And I write. Scribbling scribe.
A keyboard rides a crystal inside.
Smokey quartz, Dragon song,
Pixel fairies and the daze are long.
But at night, by candle light,
while I write...when I sit.
... I'm in sight.

Simple rhymes.Fill my mind.
... It's, About Time.

Updated 2.11.2009

Still.In Prayer.Four...

WalkAbout refers to a rite of passage where Australian Aborigines would undergo a journey during adolescence and live in the wilderness for a period as long as six months.[1] In this practice they would trace the paths, or "songlines", that their people's ceremonial ancestors took, and imitate, in a fashion, their heroic deeds.


~Prayers to Australia

The Monk

White space. Where am I now?
No place. I'm awake somehow?
Know sounds, in the air around.
So I'll walk... On know ground.

"... 155..."
~Am I alive? I hear later on.
"... I gave you a song..."
~So, I walked. My middle is Long.
~Did I speak to you Snake?

White space. Where am I now?
No place. I'm awake somehow?
Know sounds, in the air around.
So I walked. Onto know ground.

Hey. You. Olld man there...
Where'd you come from?
"...speak your question, little one."
Do I dare? Was I here...?

He was content to take his Time.
I stood there, silencing my mind.

Then.Motion. Out of no motion,
His hand came round, from around,
left side, and through his dark eyes,
White.Paper flies....

And stunned was I, step back to dye.
No, lept! I cried! His eyes! I wept!
Steadfast. Straight past, fixed,
to the sun was I, in the midnight
glide while the stars fell by...
And in the light... his white,
Paper.Butterflies from the skies.

Then silence.
I turn again.
So still til then. This old man.
He changed my Time.
He played the knic nac,
with the pretty kitty cat,
he played the switch.back,
with my mind...
"... I'm the Monk..." he said,
" and you're the bow tie, This Time.Love"

The Fuzz

To assume, the Lady would have given her ear to a snake again....
was too, simply assumed. ~We need two ears to fly with.Dragon~Sang.The Lion.
We learn first, the right time.
We painted it fuzzy, to reMind...

And we ;pLay, all day Long.



"...So...my dear. I've arrived to find..."

Fascinating messages...
Interesting questions...
~You haunt my mind~
Burning questions.
Time after time, replay.

~where are the crickets~

"...somethings wrong with my map..."
"...I'll come find you..."

Trees in the clearing, long grass.
And the sounds. A pebble there.
The water is glass.
No crickets around.
... but the sound. Yes.The air.

"...NUC, we took a trip..."
~It's you. I know those lips~

"...I'll come find you..."

Is your Kitten, afraid of me?
A little smile, some pony tails.
The gem is green.
I heard your snails.
Notes in the air, a little finesse...
I even gave you, my pet Venus.
My Lotus.Lion.Ness...
~Is this a test?~
A static mess?
A game of chess?

Then away I'll fly. Indian say...
~ This way, to the sky.
~ Watch the water. Say your g'bye.
~ Mind your way. Accept the ride.
~ This isn't a test.

So I kissed the stone. And I left.
My Lotus.Lion.Ness

Do I...

T.hink to,
L.ove you,
C.are what you do.
Wish for you,
Miss you.
Bless you.
Smile at you too?
Laugh with you,
.. I Do ..
that too. ;)
Love you.


Sit With Me.

Sit with me and close your eye...
I'll share with you, the day we dye...
Guardians call, from up on high,
So Look now... and sea the sky.

My hands I place, in front of her,
Her lines I traced. The Whisperer...
And when she looked, and saw back to me,
A life was Created, from our History.

"A horse you ride and great the pride,
upon a cliff, I see you fly and search
you did, for a Common stride. Upon a
horse, I saw you ride...

A country.men, lands born again,
near an edge of sea, our Unity be
and great the day when Winds come play.
Remember today.I share you too,
Our stories of old.Our gift made new."

And in my eyes, a trace did she,
The Whisperer ask... to Sit.As We.

Eyes closed,
Two Hands held firm
as one.
We open within
to hear
the winds carrying our call.

We smile,
We know,
No words endure.
In the essence we merge
And dye
Over the sea
we fly
answering the Guardian’s call.

Unending Love,

“…answering the Guardian’s call.”

“Look now girl, to the wall…
The light that shine there, is One.
Behind you, aLion of Suns…”

And then she touched me.
She reached for my hand,
“… do you see there girl,
do you Sea…the Guardian…”

“… In the essence we merge
And dye
Over the Sea
We fly…”

And then,
right just then,
Her and I…
My hands.Her eyes.


Invisible Love

rescue me.my Invisible Love,
find my heart, free as Dove,
show my beauty, the eyes Above,
rescue me. Infinity...

salty lake, cries the tear,
goddess play, a forest near,
to find our way, a darkness feared.
rescued me.When I found you here.

we're Us... Again.

memory.returns today,
startling beauty,
enchanted play.
come sit with me,
and bring a Heart.
release the spade.
we.turn to Art.
Rescued me.
In.Love We.Sea.Infinity.


The Great Lands

~Gregorian~ A Moment of Peace

A brother betrayed,
four a 2.60 sent.
Secrets were shared,
for a rounded
three pence,
four scores and,
seven's ink penz,
And aLion was drawn,
between two menz.

But I sea you.two.
You both I do.
Two by two,
I see you too.
Reds in Blue....
Seals reveal.
Eye sea the deal.
And the currant one say...
that a.current.see is real.

Reeds in the sun,
Sea the dayz fun,
Free the May sea.Sun.
And grow in the light.
Be.love.And take flight.

Together again,
A pride and a friend,
and together we stand,
as we love.The Day again.

The best of our heart,
our passionate skills,
in a May suns day,
we created the hills.
And the light in our eye,
Allume in the sky,
And together we stand,
too, gathered we stand,
and we.play in the sand.

Stories of old were mangled
when told and a message,
mistaken at best.
Such a mess.
Take heart once again,
be the best of a friend,
be together by hand,
And We Be.Again,
The Great Lands.


Welcome, stranger.
Good to see you again.
The echo you left,
a trail began.
Where have you been?

Can you see me sea you?
Can you hear me here two?

Six.T4 bit you say?
Longer then a speedy day?
Know way. knot today.
A mind can read,
a string of beads.
More clever.
Is how you should.play

So, I changed my way....



The Count through Time, is given, Divine.
And costs you not, only a change of Mind.
Center yourselves, in the Storm now new.

Mark the day, you're One and half of Two.
Find your Way and LOVE the Shadows in you.
Serenity, in the Storm now new.
Silence in the night, the Center of True.

And down thru Time,
Comes a message to You....
Tranquil and perfect, as the color of Blue.

My heart surrounds you.
Heat in a web of light,
Enters your Soul...
As the dream of flight.
I surround you as
Blue in the Night
and under the stars,
I return your sight.

Four winds blowing.
Seven days showing.
Thirteen Moons to guide your Way...
To a place of perfection...
To a place of knowing.
The shell is but,
A seed in the dust,
The spark of your new life growing.

~ Poetry by Storm ~



Hear I say, thank you.
Dare I say, I know you.
Woman ...
Your Spirit I ride.
Your blessing given,
From the girl inside.

A strand of beads,
A diamond read.
Dare I say, I know you.
Your Spirit & I here,
Your Soul in sound, dear.
Hear I say...
Thank you.


In Thanks, Dr. King.

We hold your truths, as dear to our hearts.

A Dream, Come True
“I have a Dream…” His words sang through,
“Let Freedom Ring…” God’s Children do,
“This is our hope…, the faith that I go…”

He sang His words, so that we might know…

“We must forever conduct our struggle,
on the high plane of dignity…”

Dr. King’s vision is for all to be free.

“As we walk, we must make the pledge,
that we shall always march ahead…”

His words, our drink,
And His vision, our bread.
A promise made, as a truth lay dead.

“Now is the time, to lift our Nation…”
“Now is the time.....
“Let freedom ring…”
“I Have a Dream!” cried Dr. King.

"My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty,
of thee I sing.”

“This is our hope.”
He lead the way,

“This, will be the day…”
Brothers and Sisters….
“I have a dream today!”

"Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

A gift given us, from HiStory Past.
And moving forward, we’ve realized…
The Great Doctor’s words, have opened our eyes.
And Dr. King I say to you, You stood by God,
To see us through.

I’m grateful, for the song in you.
And we’re grateful, as your Dream, comes true.
Our Nation stands, together,
and we honor You.



"...you have one duck... I saw it."
"no crickets, but yes, the sound"
~I have some fish, swimming around...

Who are you? And where do you be?
As I walk this forest, how do you, see me?
A cricket's sound, some fish around,
But you and you lost to my sea.
Why, do you two follow me?

An open door, extended before,
A hand, a smile, I waited awhile, with
hopes and maybe some fantasy.
I hoped you woulda, woulda hit on me.
But in retro, I did so see...

My time of past, dyes deep and fast,
a flow, a hum, my life was numb.
In a time of change, I rearranged,
the elements of my being.
I changed, to my Me Becoming.
And I stopped in my tracks,
while in my running.

Hanging there was Venus dear,
A photo I gave you, from above.
The Sun ablaze, the Moon amazed,
while I heard your Heart. My love...

But questioned I when you raised an I,
and you didn't reply to my song?
I sang again! And I glared at you then,
but you turned, as though I were wrong?
A butterfly, a kiss by your eye... and yet,
I still wonder why your park is gone.
And the Indian Sang, but you heard no song?

~Know. The journey is Long...


Love, Continues

You tricky tricky little Love,
I had you in my grasp.
The sun was shine, the smell
divine, then you leap and
made me laugh...

Silly again, your flight in Time,
But I'll chase you just the same.
Tis too much fun
my shining sun
To love your mind thru game.

Your flight is like a little light,
and your trail a widdle milky...
but nay, say J, this
hinders me not...
as I spin a widdle silky...

I Love our chase thru time...n.space,
A little maze, a little phrase,
and I so do love the rhyme.
So leap my dear, my 'ittle frog,
I chase you in deLight, thru
all of Time and all our kind,
We play and continue, Our flight.

~It was never, pay and continue to fight~



The Card.

But ask one more, I want to do
If all things truly could be true
Everything and in between
Then what would true truth really mean?

To balance out this little bard
I ask you please to pick a card
I wish I could call a heart a heart
And still be true to Suz'n.Art

I wish you could call a spade a spade
Then together our club would be unafraid
To lighten the world with diamond words
Rebuilding the One from quarters and thirds.

To take a Heart, who is afraid,
To balance it right side on a spade,
Then taking hold the handle you see…
A heart and spade can turn 2.3.

A turn, a yearn, a learn and then,
Facing on.ward, is the sun again….
A glowing light in the center part,
Where the two hearts joined
And became a Start.

A friendship.card called,

Calling On...

I ticked when I clicked, not sure if I sent,
An email to say, that along I went and
Turned four.T, this way back when,
MidSummer said, I was Spring again.
Time gone by and by the crow fly.
And by my eye, I spy the arrow.ing,
Upon the temples, there came a narrowing…
And baring the years of Time in.side,
I turned four.t, and started a ride….
The year went by, I don’t deny, with
Tears upon tears upon tears I cried…
When I dyed. And then again, I’d awake
Back when, Time was slow, and a mist
Was low… to the ground and around,
I could hear the steady wind blow.
… It was Time again. I hear.ed the know.
And I heard to see, but it didn’t show
A path for me, so lost were two at sea…
And then fell I, when I saw the sky and
Saw it back, glance to and four me.
Then I knew, …I was still alive…

And I cried.
Blessed. I realized.
And I cried.
Given the chance, to be in a life….
Given my life, to be in this dance…

I get confused. And sometimes, I get amuzed.
Most times…, I play the muse…ic, to find
A creative mind, To play This Rhyme. ;)


The Brothers, Jo

Standing there before the air,

A brother stood on high.

I remember the day,

When he couldn’t play,

And they forced him,

to say Good-bye.

Sold was He, to captivity,

And seeding the deed,

brother Jealousy.

But brothers know and

Those Brothers, Jo..?

They chose, just not to sea.

Looking now, two forgive,

Seeing how, they wish to live,

Knowing now, of what they did.

And standing there, seeing care,

A Brother stood on High.

I remember the day,

He forgave their way,

And loved them, under the sky.

It took a while, a test, a trial,

But Brothers once again.

From up on High, up near the Sky,

The Sun-shine in just then…

Sloppy, Jo

For the break.fast at hand,
So that I'll understand,
He makes me a sloppy jo.
... ug. So over I rolled.

She nibbles at JO,
waves g’morning to MO…

A tasty treat, made so sweet,
I’m glad, one of us can cook…
First it was Sweez, now it’s Swowz…
I politely, normally don’t eat cows.

Having said that, while I pet my cat,
I’ve bitten in anyway.
Was like the day, the corn turned grey,
Was that by chance, in May?

!! Eleven elevens !! cried those sevens,
While being tossed into the pan!!!!
Who is the cook with spatula hand,
Who is the chef, and Who, this man?

Little salt my dear?
Little taste on the fix?
Was that May?
Or did you say May-trix?

With the morning JO,
He makes Sloppy MO!
How can I show him, to understand….?
My friend the chef, reads to the left,
So Who, is the spatula’s hand?

They want a plan.
Four corners are on…
and the Dan said ‘when’.

Don’t assume, my cutest Jew,
That spelling is all for not.
My dog is a Rot, but a Rot she’s knot,
And the language She barks is new.
Did you want that clue?

Bye and bye, for now I must fly,
My belly has quite the mix.
Did he say JO, or was that MO?
I know, SHE said May-tricks.

Hey Jo…?
Little Do,
Rayed me,
but falls hope?
Know,... T.
La.tte...my Dear?
Satire is queer.
Hugs you love,
The morning calls,
From Above.

Makes note: keeping friendship.s.new, that's me and you.
~I'm such a muse

~wow and meow the Catz say, how,
!~! did he fix you, a sloppy JO?
Does he not know,
That you never show,
Your face, in the drive and go?
~except maybe four treats,
that have no feet...
Like the splits, and
the camels, pistachio...
~and why aren't cow,
a treat you say?
~they have square feet,
and it's knot my way.