It’s darker now, it’s afterglow End of today’s activities Shift focus as we sip merlot And ponder life’s uncertainties The future’s out there, inviting

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

One glimpse, that’s all it took To rekindle in him a raging fire, A passion that smoldering embers Reignited; a long dormant desire! Yet the craving was but secondary

O’ how I wish I could retire Before all my dreams expire My traveling feet are on fire To explore the world I admire I’d go to Paris for a day

Bright lights all around the neigh… Putting everyone in a festive, hap… And in the airwaves, we hear holid… The malls brimming with persistent… We’re there; be it sunny skies or…

Within the heart a battle stirs Two shadows locked in endless figh… One born of dark, one born of ligh… Each wrestles for the life it spur… The darker pulls with subtle lies

A Sonnet Myriad tribulations will come his… As man travels in this lonely jour… Embrace he must his brokenness eac… Pray he’d be rescued by heaven’s a…

Our butterfly! how she has grown Eighteen she’ll be, so full of gra… No longer small, no longer known As just the child with sweetest fa… So cute she was, a joy to see

Autumn’s here again, lawns are tur… Red and golden yellow leaves piled… Mist in our breath, in our faces a… For cold air is here, winter stand… From the closet comforter pure goo…

It’s over now; the dark is gone The thunder clouds dissolve at daw… The morning mist gives way to day No spirits haunt where night held… The creatures I once feared have…

Yes, we can feel it in the air The autumn equinox is here Days are getting a bit shorter And sunsets even lovelier Much lower, reads the mercury

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

Above, the red hawk soars on high Below, the forest stirs in strife The hunter streaks across the sky While shadows chase the dance of l… The sun gives warmth, both pure an…

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

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…