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.
center she flashed her wickedly seductive smile, all resistance melted, a scoop of ice cream
She had walked into my world un-in… One Monday morning in very early… She was in tears, her face full of… Wanting to leave, go back home soo… Be still! I hushed my six-year o…
center i’ve tried to find meaning in everything I see, but sometimes a sunset’s just a moment to cherish!
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.
A cup of latté Guilty yet simple pleasure To welcome the day At the deck I sat Squinting at the morning sun
Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…
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
Long, long time ago, there was an… Alone in a mountain cabin a white-… He tried to adopt a dog But instead he got a hog For he was told to get a dog he ne…
I once knew a young lady everyone… And no one approaches her with gen… Her tongue a wicked knife Her voice a high-pitched fife She’s got malignity and viciousnes…
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…
Sunlight in her eyes Early morning wakeup call Dream she can’t recall Beautiful blue skies Warm humid the day began
For many days, it’s been raining The floor’s wet the roof’s been le… Basins buckets quickly filling Bad weather still continuing But then the ground started shakin…
In the porch, a swing painted whit… Where starry-eyed lovers used to s… Now empty in the morning sunlight For hearts no longer in unison bea… © F Aparici
upon the porch she sits in rain the swing once theirs, now hers al… its memories of love now flown her heart engulfed by aching pain a swing of reed, a lover’s throne
Skimming the calm ocean surface Hovering then flapping its wings The gray pelican hunts for food Predator in the scheme of things Swiftly an arrow up the skies