In the dark, young children squeal… Ghouls everywhere, goblins laughin… Witches in pointed hats A clowder of black cats Quite a spooky night to go carousi…

Dream about eternity Be excited about heav’n A place that’s full of beauty Where there’s no sorrow nor pain Atop the hill the city

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

Pure joy and sadness never coexist Neither bliss and grief; for they’… But love and hate can, and often t… Emotions run deep, and debris accr… Love builds and uplifts, but hatre…

At last, snow has melted from moun… Creating tiny rivulets, then white… Cascading, thundering into mighty… Soon, cold weather will only be in… Buds are appearing in small tree…

Three boys wanted to be famous, on… Knights too; and among all the nic… They set off one Saturday To the hills atop the bay Adventure! the Lost Boys fighting…

Glacier covered peak Like hands in pray’r rising up To mystical heights Deep blue lake waters Robin’s egg sky up above

I’ve got a splinter in my lil fing… So I’ll need a needle to take it… A sharp samurai ain’t worth a ding… Unless my finger, I can do withou… But should one night, I meet a ni…

There lived this rotten old man, a… Then one day he met a young lady,… Uncanny oddball love affair was bo… Unfulfilled rose meets prickly tho… Aye, their romantic entanglement b…

A Halloween Tale– Just for La… A raven flapped across the sky, Perhaps it sought a midday snack. Its feathers gleamed, it soared up… With no dark curse upon its back.

Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field

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

Wild powerful thunderstorm This afternoon ripped through town Dragging cold torrential rain Knockout winds took oak trees down Lightning flashes thunder claps

In my twilight years An abundance of leisure That; I have for sure! But the days are featureless The hours dull and colorless

center I saw my doppelgänger Early this morning When I woke up And started shaving