He looks and feels old, exhausted… A life that’s been up and down but… The dull days broken at times by b… Yet not enough to make his journey… Periods of nothing much, just forg…

Winter’s gone Good riddance Nature sings Ode to joy Revival

Hot embers on a blust’ry arctic ni… Hardly a flicker, not a star on si… Horned horse in my dream, unicorn… Pow’r and gentleness; signs the fu… Hot beads flow slowly down my furr…

Tender hopes are fading fast This pestilence will soon end The outlook gloomy and bleak Dim future the signs portend Sad days whenever you lose

This poem is ugly; it’s brutal too But it’s my honest point of view I love my city and will always do So surely, this poem makes me blue… ***

He strutted head high Accompanied by the chip On his broad shoulders A proud yet ignorant man With disdain for everyone

First came desire From the moment he saw her Not a split-second later Instant attraction A spontaneous reaction

Nestled behind tall trees, the old… Stood stately and elegant, a muted… To a bygone era; a time of grace a… Unlike today, when everything’s gl… But this morning, there’s panache…

All bundled up; for it’s cold and… But despite the layers, my chin sh… There’s tears in my eyes, I could… Wish I were with you, under the c… It’s the price for wanting to be h…

Even in the gloomiest of days, she… In the darkest of midnights, she’s… With her around, all the rose peta… Vibrant colors of the rainbow dazz… Without her, the days are gray and…

In seven weeks, centenarian I’d b… But my Lord and Savior’s calling… Of this world, I shall be forever… Unto dust, asleep I’ll be, ‘neath… Till the day I wake to meet my Ma…

Behold! All the signs are here Time of troubles soon coming The winter chill in the air The north wind might’ly howling Furious fearsome hurricanes

First two days, stressful; but tou… Funnel clouds formed, though few t… But warnings rang in frightening f… Off to a shelter each time the ala… Thunder claps boomed, lightning bo…

We grew up together, Jimmy and I Best of friends since we were four We simply connected, don’t know wh… We never competed; never kept scor… Childhood games, we played a few

center a deafening silence yet she hears a heartbeat from a great distance, a doe trying to be discreet.