Uplifted, effervescent That’s how I feel this morning The breeze so soft, the air conten… The world around, exciting Fully rested from last night

surely, self-annihilation never an acceptable solution to a life filled with sadness, of great heartaches and pain to a broken spirit, a soul unforgi…

Perched upon his head Feeling quite exposed up here This is not my fault Blame that rebel William Tell Why must I be shot as well?

Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…

Our past life, it matters not When our misdeeds are forgiven With a clean slate, we start afres… And with eyes clear, we see heaven… Forget the past? Never must we!

It’s mid-April glorious spring in… Hydrangeas roses red and violets b… Radiant flow’rs wiping away winter… Blossoms matching the rainbow’s ev… Sadly, in Kyiv no flowery gardens

Tossed at a banquet, I gleamed gold among the gods— “For the fairest one,” But no one told me which queen Should be crowned and called supre…

The soothing warmth of sunrise Hazy glare from the window When sleepy eyes we open Primed ready for today’s show Cornucopia of blessings

That kind of gloomy Sunday The skies grey and overcast All morning in bed I lay Hoping the doldrums won’t last But by noon the clouds parted

the starlit harbor view peeked in from the window moonbeams bathe them they cast a giant shadow on the wall,

My young son threw a ball at me But sadly, he caught me unaware And it bounced right in front of m… Oh! I melted at his wounded stare… Perhaps more focused I should be

With His mighty hands Built the grandeur of nature For us to enjoy The wren’s cheerful song God’s soft and tender whisper

Sunlight in her eyes Early morning wakeup call Dream she can’t recall Beautiful blue skies Warm humid the day began

Hanging way up high Minding my own business—when Snap—there goes my stem Tumbling down to meet his head Hope it leaves a lump so red

Et tu Brutus I lay here waiting where whispers weave through the h… my edge honed and keen to carve a fate long foretold