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

Same old, same old on a Saturday… A bottle of Heineken in his hand Sat on the same bar stool, in the… Behind him the sounds of a three-p… Picture repeated almost everyday

You are... The soft breeze blowing my hair The sun’s rays caressing my face The soothing sounds a songbird mak… The sweet warmth of a baby’s embra…

Aurora Australis... The Southern Lights in Antarctic… Ethereal flashes of brilliance Oscillated across the panoramic vi… Ripples of emerald and vermillion

We grew up together, Jimmy and I Best of friends since we were four We simply connected, don’t know wh… We never competed; never kept scor… Childhood games, we played a few

She’s but a hamster in a cage, for… In perpetual motion yet going nowh… She felt trapped; her world’s spin… Out of control, the pain she can n… Her life a prison; escape appeare…

An Ode to the Enchilada– Just… At last, it’s Wednesday; I’m exci… I woke up early, a smile on my fac… Shaved, brushed and showered, all… Then coffee! Breakfast? Haven’t d…

In our minds the beginning Of conscious innermost thought However, it’s in our hearts An idea spreads its root Nurtured nourished it’ll flourish

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…

A dead doe, belly up, udders showi… Under a tree in an ocean of grass Half mile away a herd of deer graz… Silently mourning what has come to… Overhead the morning sun burning b…

A water droplet on a blade of gras… One dewy dreamlike beautiful morni… But the sun’s rays vaporized it; a… The verdant blade suddenly more da… In the radiant glare of the early…

A Love Sonnet The tension mounts, sparks about t… An earthy fragrance, as after a ra… Two hearts racing; all resistance… First looks all it took; passions…

Petrarchan Sonnet Just for Laughs Recently I learned to write a son… Now, I’m an iambic fashionista Dispensing rhymes, a seasoned bari…

From the Ashes Twilight it was, storm clouds roll… Lightning flashes tortured the ski… Torrential rain and fearsome winds Power’s out as the tempest flies

His heart’s been smitten From the first time he saw her Since then, none other In a breath, he knew ‘twas love She’s the angel from above