Surrender not; hope, give up never Look east! Rising, the radiant su… Soonest, it’s rays will warm us al… Light shall banish darkness, and w… Fret not therefore, the Lord shal…
Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…
Her eyes speak volumes A wide range of emotions She can’t verbalize Sparkle when happy Glisten with tears whene’er sad
A thousand poems he’s written Just to pledge his love undying Sadly, she’s still distant and unc… And his verses are unread and forg… First time he saw her, he’s been b…
Just for Laughs We’re amidst a drought Save water, shower next week Make it really quick Save it for a cup of tea
Snowflakes floating on air Puffs of cloud drifting around Then colder it got Freezing rain hit the ground An eerie crystal wonderland
mementos all around, unremarkable remembrances of a life, long spent dog-eared pictures, news articles odd souvenirs from places she went… they clutter her room!
Three o’clock in the morning He woke up, quickly out of bed He’s ready, though still yawning To go to mass, with eyes so red For it’s nine days till Christmas
I’m Roboticous Personal hygiene robot All ready for you To service all of your needs Your very own slave for keeps
She had walked into my world un-in… One Monday morning in very early… She was in tears, her face full of… Wanting to leave, go back home soo… Be still! I hushed my six-year o…
All the talents that we have been… From His bounty, gracious and ove… Bury them not underground to lay f… Let them light the sky, bright and… The third steward; let us not emul…
They met in the summer of their yo… In a faraway place, a school up in… He’s a man of the world, that’s th… But she’s sheltered, living as Go… There was magic when they saw each…
Few thousand miles swallows travel Twice a year in mass migration To party somewhere temperate Avoid winter hibernation The swallows leave Capistrano
Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten
As usual, a case of he said, she s… Another argument halfway to nowher… Been that way since the day they w… It seems they’re amidst a nightmar… But they seek their bearings inste…