A Sonnet When we were children, often we ha… Knowing consequences, notwithstand… Gaffes and blunders, screwups of e… Still we were defiant, unrelenting

A Sonnet Wizened owls and battle tested eag… From faraway oceans and distant sh… They all came to roost to bond wit… To reminisce, lay down their weary…

Decadent, thus tempting It oozes, like a river It flows, yet viscous It’s thick, and rich, and gooey... So inviting!

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…

Growing old too tough for the youn… Their childish minds will be hamst… But we old fogies can ace it With determination and grit Body aches and pain each morning

I met a lady once, walking around… Quite upset that she’s going the w… I smiled, said hello, and reassure… “It may take longer, but you’ll ge… ***

The bookends of life, birth and de… Delineate our existence on planet… We know nothing before our first b… And when we die; dust is all we’re… Between the bookends are the lives…

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

He held her hand, but he knew it’s… Not an ounce of affection in her e… Sad lonely life he’s doomed to dis… None but himself to blame for love… Fine pearl he’s found, but he’s un…

center Old photographs Smudged and dog-eared Sepia, black and white Yellowed and faded

Unhappy memories are ghosts, on da… When we’re all alone, they visit t… Tearing our hearts to pieces, as w… They haunt and chastise, they’re c… Pleasant memories are rays of the…

In late summer afternoon, the sky’… As roaring thunder could be heard… And the rays of the sun– on raindr… It’s a picturesque sunset that we… Usual harbinger of a pleasant tomo…

A Sonnet Last night of cruise. Tomorrow li… Back to the mundane, the fun is ov… Much needed, to reenergize our hea… A fleeting solace; a passing lover

Her reaction to the news quite emo… But others would have said simply… For hours and hours, she cried Cursed at those by her side And soon enough she became confron…

Day at last over Night shadows are darkening Crickets soon singing Soft evening breeze cools the air And night lovers leave their lair