The winter sky’s more dramatic It’s summer cousin, ne’er can be Its colors a visual magic A blend of hues, simply lovely The sun sets at sharper angles

A Sonnet to May Here’s to the glorious stunning mo… Nourished by beneficent April sho… Sprouts have become fragrant color… Adding more beauty to the late spr…

It is unfortunate, but truly this… His fondest hope she’ll remain a f… He grieves and feels a deep sense… He’s got to be strong to carry thi… But he can always look back at the…

No one cares about the past; I kn… I’ve locked it away; threw away th… Got no use for it, be it now or ev… I choose not to recall unpleasant… I’ve loved, I gave it all; now I’…

A Limerick Just for Laughs We all went to dinner; me, myself… We sat on one chair, we don’t know… I did most of the talking Myself quietly listening

A pale gold light in the far horiz… As morning shadows retreated quick… Vanishing totally with the midday… But then, shadows reappeared slowl… Cloaking all things before day is…

center i’ve tried to find meaning in everything I see, but sometimes a sunset’s just a moment to cherish!

At the intersection of happiness And sadness: pure joy and unresolv… You’ll find a man, no feelings and… A sociopath who’s morally adrift! No other person can be at that poi…

Someday... someone… Will wander into your life She’ll rock your world; turn it up… She’ll put an end… To all of your emotional strife

Much longer it’s taken Is the end even in sight? Or must we wait till when All our hair turns white! Wish we can travel again

One day I’ll wake up and say I don’t want anything more I’m contented every way And to the blue skies I’ll soar Someday perhaps! but not today

The end of the day so peaceful Gently blowing, the twilight breez… As night’s dark shadows veil the t… While sunset left skies colorful The stars awaken, faint yet bright

Fine weather radiant sunshine The morning calm a prelude One fantastic summer day An idyllic interlude Isolated beach awaits

Silent foes within Unseen warfare waged each day No signs of alarm In our blood, they lie and scheme Steadily picking up steam

An old photograph Once colorful But not anymore It’s all I have To remind me