Earlier this year, my wife and I visited Pompeii. We saw the ruins and the people who perished but were preserved in the moment of their deaths. That inspired this poem.
Traces of ourselves Always we leave them behind Often out of mind Yes, whatev’r we do or say Touches others in some way
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’…
Scented love notes he penned for h… Hidden in a book he returned to he… Alas, o’er the years remained unop… That he adores her, she found out… Then high school ended and life in…
I saw a one-legged man Do an incredible dance routine With twizzles and pirouettes That would rival a ballerina. Yet here I am a two-legged clod
Snowflakes floating on air Puffs of cloud drifting around Then colder it got Freezing rain hit the ground An eerie crystal wonderland
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…
Buds on trees flow’ring With the mercury rising Soon will be blooming Crystal brook tinkling The sound of water flowing
He paused a moment, and stood stil… As verses flew by, the birth of a… A smile curled his lips, a silent… Filled his heart; and he must hurr… For pen and paper await his though…
Just for Laughs We’re amidst a drought Save water, shower next week Make it really quick Save it for a cup of tea
A tale with a twist Totally unexpected A surprise ending Novel stories odd but true Keep young hearts beating askew
Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance
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?
Face of an angel Her looks melt his lovesick heart Throbbing just for her Roses are ashamed to bloom When around her crimson lips
Autumn leaves lay on the ground All gathered in a four-foot mound A cold breeze lifted some around The world’s truly winter-bound Alas! The non-evergreens are bare
As dusk turns to dawn; day into ni… Our lives unfold thus; minute by m… Some brilliant as the early mornin… Others so somber, melancholy grips… We count the leaves in the tree of…