The starlit night was lovely Her spirit soothed by the breeze Which appeased her heart broken A thousand jagged pieces She stared at the shining stars

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

A Halloween Tale... Back from a late night hopping bar… Where, with friends, he had few to… The last few months, his life’s be… Alone in a room, where he rather n…

center And so it goes, life’s ceaseless march to oblivion... seemingly uninterrupted,

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

She is the rain; life-giving, invi… Without her, his life a desert, ba… She is the sun; warm, radiant, lif… Through her, he feels the blessing… She is the wind; gently caressing…

To all of my brothers and sisters: Here goes a poem about our mother In the hope that everyone remember… That our mom was simply like no ot… Life was very unkind to our mother…

Sonnet to Brotherhood Four scores and a dime, many moons… Sixteen young men, they forged a b… To seek the truth, promote the com… Chase adventures, gear up for tomo…

Nightfall, on the beach they watch… On floodlit rocks, as wavelets rea… Their weary feet soothed as the co… On white sand; their tired legs be… But it’s getting late so they walk…

Four to five generations of Alpha… Have gone through the gates of our… All in search of an education that… Of a cultural awakening; a unique… We came from the far reaches of th…

Do you remember? The first day of school? You couldn’t wait to get home Tell all your experiences to mom How thrilled you were…

Thin line betwixt turquoise sea; c… To naked eyes, just barely visible In the horizon, sea meets heaven h… From his vantage, they appear misc… Big blue canvas; silv’ry clouds, c…

‘Twas early winter night, a pregna… Soon to be full, rose quarter high… And illumined the snowfield and fr… Otherworldly dreamscape, as far as… Vast wonderland gleaming in silv’r…

A Sonnet This faded photograph, so worn wit… Tis all he has to keep her memory Its colors pale, still emotions it… A relic saved, the past a reverie

We’re called to be intercessors For others with sins unconfessed That their supplications yet unspo… Can be heard; and their souls bles… Abraham prayed for Sodom’s delive…