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.
Many friends had he During his time of plenty Now the room’s empty. In his season of trouble Alone in the crucible
She left the front door unlocked A burglar came in the night All the furniture he knocked And stole everything in sight She let him into her heart
You never bury the dead, an old sa… For the dead stays around now and… Their memories kept alive with son… It’s a human trait; we keep on rem… She’s departed now, gone beyond th…
Let us die empty Let’s take nothing to the grave E’en what we most crave Our time and talent All of our worldly treasures
“Sweetie, it’s not you, it’s me! I care about you, don’t you see?” It seems he hears that everyday… It’s an awful, hurtful cliché… And so ends his latest romance
nestled in my folds a serpent sleeps, coiled in fate waiting for her touch sweet figs mask the whispered deat… gold and venom, silken breath
There was once a man whose malady’… His doctor prescribed a suspicious… He complied religiously Every day consistently But then after several days, he be…
How dare you doubt my existence When here I am, in your presence. If I don’t exist in your view, Most assuredly, neither do you! You say I’m just a fleeting thoug…
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…
It’s mid-April glorious spring in… Hydrangeas roses red and violets b… Radiant flow’rs wiping away winter… Blossoms matching the rainbow’s ev… Sadly, in Kyiv no flowery gardens
Swish! Swish! Sounds as she shuff… Thump! Thump! Her heart beating l… She’s on a Zumba session Her face a dour expression Tired, exhausted, drained; she can…
oh yes! she made a huge mistake! companionship; all she ever wanted so, she dated a man she met at a w… quite old he was; still, the man s… lo! he turned out to be an oversex…
The past, I put away in a paper b… And threw it with the next-day’s t… I went to bed feeling good, But sleep didn’t come in a flash For I remembered the olden days
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
Great to be wrong, once in a while When in people we see some good Though we expect deceit and guile And rather than the truth, falseho… Gratifying to be surpris’d