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

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…

“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

I burrow through the space-time co… Into a mystical, mythical, surreal… Lost with a billion suns hurtling… Trapped in a swirling motion into… Time stood still as the gravitatio…

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

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…

Her eyes speak volumes A wide range of emotions She can’t verbalize Sparkle when happy Glisten with tears whene’er sad

When young, I dreamt that I could… Beyond the clouds, so high and bri… Through hills and valleys, bathed… With eagle wings forevermore The words I rhymed, in golden str…

Wild powerful thunderstorm This afternoon ripped through town Dragging cold torrential rain Knockout winds took oak trees down Lightning flashes thunder claps

Traces of ourselves Always we leave them behind Often out of mind Yes, whatev’r we do or say Touches others in some way

I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain. When she left I can’t recall

within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer

Golden afternoon Glass of red wine in my hand At peace with myself Feasting my tired hungry eyes On the multi-colored skies

Alas! Tis sunset The end of the fleeting day Sky’s a darker gray Happy moments didn’t last The minutes flew by so fast

Into a poem he poured his lovesick… That’s been jolted and pierced by… Lovely girl he adores, wants to im… But sadly he has found little succ… He has searched the internet left…