(2015)
Not a Sonnet I was alone in the house, Saturda… About to nap; opted instead to be… The theme or the story? That I kn… A tragic tale; or newlyweds on a h…
Golden afternoon Glass of red wine in my hand At peace with myself Feasting my tired hungry eyes On the multi-colored skies
Few things in life do matter That gives us satisfaction Usually the end of things The pure joy of completion And a simple evening meal
Our lives a fresh canvas at birth For limitless possibilities exist Opportunities abound here on earth Welcome to a future the Fates kis… We gaze in the mirror, amplify our…
Each time I see her I’m convinced more and more That heaven got it wrong For I adore her Forever she’s my Lenore
Haiku A friendly face he sees In the early morning mist Serendipity Periwinkle sky
Enthralled I am, awestruck captiv… Her loveliness defying description Her sweet pleasing honeysuckle fre… Stirring long-buried dormant emoti… Her subtle evanescent lilac scent
His early morning cardios end At the same time he rounds the ben… Always at dawn’s earliest light In time to catch an awesome sight Gradually, the rising sun peeks
within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer
As a youth, I felt like superman An immortal, an ultimate warrior But life tempered my outlook Sadly, now I have become a worrie… © F Aparici
It’s April, spring has arrived Warmer temps with lots of rain Perpetually overcast But hopes good weather will reign Buds break in twigs and branches
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…
The last star fades out She’s the golden light of dawn The breath of heaven Soon she’ll colorize the skies With a brush that never lies
A frigid morning, in a deserted bu… Shiv’ring, anxiously waiting for a… I’m all bundled up but still ice-c… Bitter cold I could feel my cheek… The bus real late, my poor teeth b…
Not a word spoken today Not a single person seen Just the four walls of my room Lonely, my whole world has been But I took flights of fancy