Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories
Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green
Blue skies white clouds radiant su… Blue ocean cool breeze white sand Beach chair umbrella sunshades Bikinis in the main strand Beer ice cold in the cooler
Oh well, I thought I could write Something funny before night This crazy day, to make light And your smile, to make bright! Sadly, I have writer’s block
The evening breeze not as refreshi… And the silvery moon not as bright Behind dark clouds, stars are hidi… But I’m with you; so, lovely is t… When without you, something is mis…
Three boys wanted to be famous, on… Knights too; and among all the nic… They set off one Saturday To the hills atop the bay Adventure! the Lost Boys fighting…
A cup of latté Guilty yet simple pleasure To welcome the day At the deck I sat Squinting at the morning sun
The roadsides gleam in morning spl… Robed in the blooming garb of spri… Bluebonnets, flowers of every imag… A rainbow tapestry; the bees are m… Frantically, I searched for heave…
Fall at last; daylight savings now… Got an extra hour to linger in bed But days seem shorter, evenings co… Alerting us of cold weather ahead! Now autumn leaves smother fields o…
The woods are on fire As the afternoon winds blow A red orange glow As far as our eyes can see Glorious nature’s tapestry
for fourteen long days in triple digits afternoon rainstorms the only respite the heat wave will be
Buds on trees flow’ring With the mercury rising Soon will be blooming Crystal brook tinkling The sound of water flowing
The day I retired My skills didn’t diminish Nor did they vanish Yet, now I’m out to pasture As useful as horse manure
I burrow through the space-time co… Into a mystical, mythical, surreal… Lost with a billion suns hurtling… Trapped in a swirling motion into… Time stood still as the gravitatio…
I locked the past in a little box Hidden in a corner of my mind Around it, a yellow ribbon That someone left behind... Sometimes, I go and open it