Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories

Smiles in our faces, oh! this joyo… As the strings of the Ninth perme… A spring in our steps; a lilt in o… Joy in our hearts, there’s no room… For the world’s been reborn; sprin…

Aye! She talks too much She makes a short story long Phrases into song But he loves her nonetheless For she’s lovely that’s our guess

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

Few thousand miles swallows travel Twice a year in mass migration To party somewhere temperate Avoid winter hibernation The swallows leave Capistrano

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…

Fears are reminders Of unwanted memories From whence we were young They continue to haunt us When awake and in our dreams

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…

She was just sixteen When his kiss stole her young hear… A soft, tender start Warm emotions burned within No cold shower cooled her skin

The woods are on fire As the afternoon winds blow A red orange glow As far as our eyes can see Glorious nature’s tapestry

Once there was a poet with severe… He tried everything but the words… Desperate, he tried marijuana Sadly, it didn’t bring nirvana Disappointed he concluded weed’s a…

No one cares about the past; I kn… I’ve locked it away; threw away th… Got no use for it, be it now or ev… I choose not to recall unpleasant… I’ve loved, I gave it all; now I’…

center she flashed her wickedly seductive smile, all resistance melted, a scoop of ice cream

A lovely bird cage Antique ornate bejeweled Glum blue jay inside How tragic that such beauty Can inflict tremendous pain

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.