I started writing poetry soon afte… To ease the loneliness and feeling… And to catalogue what I face ever… As I build a new life and bury th… Writing how I felt started to be…
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…
Truthfully, he wasn’t always old Though he blew away his youth As if there’s no tomorrow; That’s the unvarnished truth Surely, he has nostalgic memories
Inspiration, celestial muse I nee… Poetic verses; but alas I doubt s… On this rain-drenched foggy dreadf… My mind’s blank; my canvas ghostly… Sunshine, I pray will awaken my f…
The strings of Rachmaninoff Wafted through the rarefied air Soothing her wrought up senses Her tensions soon disappear She feels peaceful, heavenly
He hears the haunting whistle of t… And the hissing sound of shifting… While he crouched behind a craggy… Amid the wretched and barren waste… Sheltered from blistering rays of…
The ocean lies, serene and still Its glassy surface, shades of chil… A sudden dive—a seagull’s flight Sends ripples dancing in the light A lovely morn from ship’s balcony
In January’s chill, your warmth r… A tranquil grace that soothes the… With wisdom vast, you help to make… A steadfast light amidst life’s fl… Your calm demeanor, like the winte…
In younger days, he feared not dea… But all the pain that comes before… Would anguish steal his breath and… Or would it strike too swiftly to… Through years, he watched as suffe…
Suddenly without warning the storm… Upending all things standing in it… Debris everywhere, the world gone… Houses and trees, no one was spare… Roofs and branches littered fields…
Pink; sugar and spice and everythi… Passion of red with purity of whit… A soothing visual, aggression take… Pink is friendship, peace, blessin… Strawberry moon, pink orb in the n…
center The embers rippled In the chilly nighttime breeze Red and white and shimmering Flames not so far away
A love affair in the dustbin Sadly, they are no longer friends For it’s still raw; it hurts withi… He’s gone; what remains just loose… A Yankee candle he gave her
a neat pile rocks and stones some polished embellished! the stone wall
Just for Laughs... How I love to dance! To waltz the… To trot with the foxes, in steps s… A lift here, a swing there, and ma… Perhaps a dip, a sashay and a high…