Sandman, A Poem

There are not many monsters that scares me, however, when it comes to the Sandman I feel quite disturbed.
He comes in your room at night, throws sand into your eyes and makes you believe it’s for good dreams and yet, I used to have night terrors.
To me, growing up, the Sandman was nothing more that a dreadful evil dust merchant. … More Sandman, A Poem

Père Lachaise Cemetery – the beat goes on…

When night falls tones of piano and guitar gently meld together and a beautiful chorus of voices come together to sing a melody that would bring even the most cynical of man to tears.

A fog rolls in and among the gravestones there are memories and snippets of time coming forward to say listen. Join… the beat goes on. … More Père Lachaise Cemetery – the beat goes on…