The salt-breath of the wind 
whispering secrets
only the sea can understand

I long to decipher
the poetry of the waves

so that i 
can thrust myself into the sea

and know the ocean

waits for me
 

The town is full of crowds; the people are bustling by
Everybody wearing togas, then oh my! 
A volcano erupts, lava coming outta the sky!

In this town called Pompeii, Mt. Vesuvius soars above
at the temples below, they all pray to Jove

Please!
Save us from diaster!
We can't possibly run any faster

Oh, Please!
Let the horrors stop
If we don't escape, people will start to drop

Then... BOOOM!!!

Dead!
They never get out!
They're all dead!
and...

Wandering Along A Road
Was it simply luck that had caused me to turn down that street one autumn morning? Or was it the mysterious glow of the dimly-lit alley that had beckoned me to change my path?
    It was blanketed with leaves of every hue. Crimson and golden, shimmering from the small shafts of light peeking through the sky, tightly guarded by trees. Reaching their limbs up to soak in the sunlight, but immersing everything else below in...