Some verses written Will ne’er see the light of day In my heart they’ll stay Pieces of myself they are Locked tight in a Mason jar

“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all.” –Stanley Horowitz

Its outer bands, emissaries of des… A broad swath, it struck with merc… Funnel clouds spawned, trees uproo… Roofs blown, houses leveled with i… Then the heavens gushed; sheets of…

As the sun sinks into the horizon Sullen rain clouds come; dismal, f… Blown by the north wind, the roari… Baleful portent, the heavens darke… The green skies foretell incipient…

The first I remember reading Was a large geography book; But it was the first section Of the book that got me hook’d! Those first hundred pages or so,

An Ode to America, the Beautiful… she drives on the lonely highway to a place far away; scenes unfold before her, nature’s bounty on display...

A Sonnet A luminous quality fairly rare Billion twinkling stars in the vel… She bedazzles, catches every man’s… Captures his mind albeit unaware

Be kind, be gentle! You’d never clean a dress with suc… A fireman’s hose would tear in two… Its power wrecks, and doesn’t mend… Like hard words that crush, never…

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…

Summer winds Hot and dry Bluest skies Glaring sun Burning bright

He felt invigorated When the cold air touched his skin Watching the sun rising up Beautiful magical scene He could taste the salty spray

A Sonnet Oh, what a beautiful autumn mornin… The air is crisp; the heavens tang… With the sun behind a cumulus scre… A scene, fleeting but simply amazi…

One wintry December night she van… From his life, perhaps never to re… Leaving him with quiet grief untar… He lay restless till dawn’s first,… He feels the emptiness settle, wid…

Soon, a date with destiny Be joyful the ninth of May Hopeful we’re not bystanders On this most propitious day There’ll be forces against us

perfect lovely day ending magical the sunset otherworldly mystical minutes ago the sky’s crimson and… enchanting vista poets have extoll… but now willowy clouds calm the su…