Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten

Ceramic birdbath in the yard There, two robins splashing at pla… Reveling in mid-day sunshine But big redbird shooed them away The cardinal claims the whole bath

Porcelain beauty Understated elegance Graceful and restrained But beneath, wanton desires Overwhelm her heart and mind

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…

A sweet smile twinkle in her eyes Happiness unmistakable Squealing she runs to her mother Excitement uncontrollable Watching her reaction priceless

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

Not a word spoken today Not a single person seen Just the four walls of my room Lonely, my whole world has been But I took flights of fancy

A tale with a twist Totally unexpected A surprise ending Novel stories odd but true Keep young hearts beating askew

Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…

Worry not dear child Someone’s looking out for you Whatever you do In stormy weather Someone will be beside you

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

It’s all over, darkness is no more The thunder clouds have lifted And the morning mist has vanished Spirits of the night are now defea… The sun is brilliant up in the hea…

We peeked thru a hole in the frost… Squinted our eyes to view the pris… In the virgin snow not a blemish n… And all the bushes snow-draped, no… Not a soul in sight in the frozen…

An old photograph Once colorful But not anymore It’s all I have To remind me

Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow… His heart skipped, throbbing in hy… As the nervous thrill of anticipat… Overcame him completely, yes indee… For there it is, in unblushing fas…