One glimpse, that’s all it took To rekindle in him a raging fire, A passion that smoldering embers Reignited; a long dormant desire! Yet the craving was but secondary

Pumpkin spice and bales of hay Marshmallows and cinnamon Caramel and iced latté Golden leaves and harvest moon All the signs October’s here

I looked and chose a thick one Tossed it sideways into the water Grimacing; sticking out my tongue One, two… Quickly, it goes under… Then she looks around, a flat one

Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten

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

Autumn’s here again, lawns are tur… Red and golden yellow leaves piled… Mist in our breath, in our faces a… For cold air is here, winter stand… From the closet comforter pure goo…

Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories

Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…

A tale with a twist Totally unexpected A surprise ending Novel stories odd but true Keep young hearts beating askew

One day in the garage we saw a big… It wasn’t moving, I thought it wa… Even so, I got a broom The critter met its doom My wife quite frightened, she won’…

Caressingly she touched his face A pair of teardrops traced her che… Soft words were hushed as she then… She turned away from his embrace Waves of grief as she walked away

center She promised to come soon And only a few days remain Tension and excitement Driving me insane

O’ how I wish I could retire Before all my dreams expire My traveling feet are on fire To explore the world I admire I’d go to Paris for a day

Come, meet my shadow Whenever whither I go Always he’d follow But dark nights he disappears Leaving me with all my fears

the pitter-patter of the rain lulled him into deep sleep dreams, the gods did ordain he didn’t even count sheep! and he saw her in a dream