The past is like a box I keep Its ribbon worn and frayed Within, lie memories I saved Though some, faded and strayed At times, I lift the lid to see

Growing up dis-advantaged What he had all hand-me-down None of which fit very well He looked like a sad-sack clown People look at him oddly

Each day I wake, I see your lovel… You’re my sunrise; the rays warmin… From the early morning chill; you’… Of blessings; thoughts of you I c… True, we’re apart, and I thirst f…

Another lovely morning, but just a… To when we bid adieu; leave this w… Still, we’re thankful to be alive,… Quite hopeful there’s another univ… Where we’d go, at the climax of ou…

He grapples now with all that life… Since days have passed, and he is… Though bright moments come, the sh… And sometimes he feels there’s no… Some days he wanders, lost in quie…

Blazing hot as the sun reached its… Hostile, desertlike in the sunbake… But thick leaden clouds floating f… Tempering the blistering heat at l… A stiff breeze blew when it was mo…

A Sonnet From behind tall trees, a golden s… Awakens a weary world from slumber The cool gentle breeze, whiffs of… Touches my face; an angel in disgu…

center Tantric melody; Candied lullaby in his head Sweet emotions overwhelm; Soporific and hypnotizing!

My home, my castle Where my true self I can be Unfettered and free Where pretense’s left at the door Deceit disguise on the floor

Frantically, he went up the Arts… To get the remaining cards for mat… When an angel in blue jeans cast h… What a beauty! An apparition, a v… A freshman, she’s registering for…

Welcome, dear brother, to the time… Where bonds of love and honor neve… A century you walked with strength… Now find your rest among the noble… In Elysium’s glow, your spirit fl…

She sat in her yellow raincoat as… Complete, content despite the rain… She’s the magic in his life, his p… Yet she knows not she’s the sunshi… He caught a glimpse from across th…

Life’s a speeding bullet train One moment an eighteen year old Fresh and pure as the morning air Thoughts of changing the world Aspirations ideas visions dreams

Summer afternoon, chores all done War games call, so here we go Twelve of us from the hood Careful not to let our parents kno… To the woods we go, up on a hill

’Twas the warmest night of the sum… Damp, muggy, suffocating and miser… The old ceiling fan droning; a flu… Of gossamer wings; the heat unbear… She lay beside him above the bedco…