(2015)
center Once, a child I was A long, long time ago But mem’ries fading fast As grey cells slowly go
Up high the red hawk hovered O’er the lush virgin forest Keen piercing eyes surveilling Hunting live prey for her nest Under the green canopy
Snow melt rustling brook Flowers bloom in early morn Wet from last night’s rain Sun rays warm the skin High noon, waves thunder ashore
Fears are reminders Of unwanted memories From whence we were young They continue to haunt us When awake and in our dreams
One morning we saw Pegasus fly by Glorious, his white mane contrast… Shining, his wings in the rays of… Impressive, flaunting like an Oly… But Zeus not amused; happy he was…
Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field
Much longer it’s taken Is the end even in sight? Or must we wait till when All our hair turns white! Wish we can travel again
After sudden torrential rain Gliding soaring boding raven Mindful of extreme summer heat Searching for a sheltered haven On the branch of a looming oak
The past, I put away in a paper b… And threw it with the next-day’s t… I went to bed feeling good, But sleep didn’t come in a flash For I remembered the olden days
Plumes of thick grey smoke rising A few miles in the distance Just our hopes and dreams burning Our nation ne’er had a chance! Sadly, thieves still rule the land
Once there was a lonely coconut tr… Atop a big hill by the deep blue s… It’s swaying in the breeze And bending a few degrees A foolish man scaling it dangerous…
I’ve got a splinter in my lil fing… So I’ll need a needle to take it… A sharp samurai ain’t worth a ding… Unless my finger, I can do withou… But should one night, I meet a ni…
A Limerick Just for Laughs We all went to dinner; me, myself… We sat on one chair, we don’t know… I did most of the talking Myself quietly listening
Skimming the calm ocean surface Hovering then flapping its wings The gray pelican hunts for food Predator in the scheme of things Swiftly an arrow up the skies
Buds on trees flow’ring With the mercury rising Soon will be blooming Crystal brook tinkling The sound of water flowing