Two minutes, that’s an eternity! My hands quiver at the steering wh… While stopped at a red traffic lig… Raring to fly in my automobile… Wanting to leave the present behin…

She peeked into the room lit dimly And in tiptoes, she moved cautious… Not wanting to wake up the baby She stared at her ever so lovingly Teary-eyed and overwhelmed with jo…

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

Early, I awakened this morning To watch the sun rise from the sea As always, this amazing feeling Exhilaration, as my spirit flies f… © F Aparici

The roadsides gleam in morning spl… Robed in the blooming garb of spri… Bluebonnets, flowers of every imag… A rainbow tapestry; the bees are m… Frantically, I searched for heave…

The butcher grins, watches his han… Recently departed lined the sidewa… Tortured bloodied hands tied behin… If only, if only the dead can talk But pictures can for everyone to s…

That kind of gloomy Sunday The skies grey and overcast All morning in bed I lay Hoping the doldrums won’t last But by noon the clouds parted

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…

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

A self-made man he is; that! he te… Even when I care not to listen, b… Well, he’s my good friend He’s faithful to the end So, I plug my ears when he’s with…

Sad Refrain 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.

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

The sun barely o’er the trees Six o’clock early morning Sweltering day it will be Mercury swiftly rising Muggy humid misty haze

Most trees stand bare, though othe… Hollies peek through the snow-fill… At dawn, no creatures can be seen The chill of winter all around But golden rays turn skies to blue

A nip in the air Her shoulders bare Wind blew her hair Giving her a scare Alas! Winter’s near