In my dreams of late I hear angels ululate Voices undulate It’s not me they celebrate But One all-knowing and great

It was the longest day of the year Solstice in the northern hemispher… We stood at water’s edge, in silen… Marveling at the surreal atmospher… Though afterglow’s still an hour a…

Often, we’d recall anecdotes Juvenile stories, funny quotes Humorous tall tales from our youth Then realize the saddest truth The players; they’re no longer her…

When life’s problems overwhelm, I… As I watch happy, lucky folks; I’… At times I’d see red; for at the… But my heart’s never black wheneve… For you, my love’s pure, white as…

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

Vermillion skies turned into black… Dotted with a billion glittering s… Emerging moon joined by Venus and… Imminent nightfall, breath-taking… Distant hills glowed in deepest vi…

There are justifications why solit… Has been considered cruel and unus… There is a reason why our Maker c… To be Adam’s wife; she wasn’t cre… For man’s a social creature needin…

First week of July, and the hot b… Envelopes the land, scorching all… The heat smothers, suffocating eve… And breathless, we dream of fall e… The autumn’s cool breeze, when sum…

As she turned and saw him staring… A blush quickly appeared across he… Her heart started to beat so much… Deep breaths as if she’s been in a… Embarrassed he averted his eyes ab…

Fingers intertwined They stroll along a beach White sand, deserted in late after… Their dark silhouettes Racing quickly ahead of them

My life was simpler before I met… Perhaps I realized not what’s mis… My world was threadbare, a room wi… No sun, no stars; skylarks don’t e… Before you, my world’s monochromat…

Quickly, time moves forward! All of the passing years Have caught me unaware... And soon the end appears Have I enjoyed the laughter?

And so, I paused a moment, there… As verses came to mind; the birth… Then a smile curled my lips; and a… Gripped my heart, for at last, my… For when words abandon me, I’m a…

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…

For miles and miles ahead of me The fog so thick I couldn’t see Onward I go, trusting the Lord For every day, I heed His Word! Through storm and night, I hold H…