Horatio Speaks…. – …because everything is connected.

Nevada Skyy

Hush! Is she awake? I think not. Look. She stirs. Quiet. “i am here”

Silver pennants ruffled by the breeze distant trumpets, dancing notes from cloud to cloud. Misty haze lingers atop the battlements

In the darkness on a summer night, above the heavens, a wonderful sight. As I sat upon this

Last night I dreamed I met an Angel, Sitting in my favorite place. She had a smile like morning

I stand, by the garden window in December The wind, blows the leaves across the path in December The

The music plays, soft. I take your hand, lightly. An embrace, a smile. We dance, slowly. The music plays, fast.

Dear Horatio, I have been doing the online dating thing for a while now, and I have had a few

When Celeste was 19, she traveled by train to Paris. It was the beginning of summer and she was leaving

When I was a kid, I once saw a television program about this group of people who had colonized a

or…. “We thank God for second chances, but who do we beg for a third?” I should be married.