A few frothy wavelets in the calm… Bouncing up and down its turquoise… An undulating metallic mirror Shimmering in the late afternoon h… But from miles away raven clouds d…

take a nap or read a book a slow day not much to do rocking chair by the window perhaps admire the great view but nimbus darkened the sky

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

The rumors of war have now come to… In deserted streets; rubble, broke… And crimson blood spilled on snow… Yet no one can say what the reason… Sleek iron birds soar raining dest…

Steady there it goes Life unfolds on the big stage From cradle to grave No second chances no breaks Sadly no multiple takes

Walls are built to keep the enemy… To protect the faithful who are wi… Still, outsiders welcome without a… And it matters not whatever their… For God hates the sin, never the…

First letter he ever wrote In his life of fifteen years Never felt this way before First time for things it appears; Feelings he put on paper

The world grows darker with each p… As shadows deepen, skies are set a… From mountain peaks to hidden, twi… Sauron’s gaze falls with wrathful,… No cries are heard by heaven’s dis…

center Tantric melody; Candied lullaby in his head Sweet emotions overwhelm; Soporific and hypnotizing!

Blazing hot as the sun reached its… Hostile, desertlike in the sunbake… But thick leaden clouds floating f… Tempering the blistering heat at l… A stiff breeze blew when it was mo…

A Sonnet From behind tall trees, a golden s… Awakens a weary world from slumber The cool gentle breeze, whiffs of… Touches my face; an angel in disgu…

On a beach, on the western shore Big waves and surfers congregate Mostly young, men and women both Best surf assuredly, no debate Daring youth, all with surfboards

i’m out of things to write about;… a sense of uselessness, like when… a long time ago, when i felt just… of little or no consequence; all a… filled with people, talking, but n…

Sadly, the bathroom mirror never l… An old man, three scores and a dim… Stares at him, dark shadows under… Face wrinkled, ancient like Fathe… Hair once black, wavy; now sparse…

Couldn’t wait any longer For the night to be over This unsatisfied longing At last be quenched forever For tomorrow she’s coming