(2015)
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
His whole world ended; it was yest… His hopes for tomorrow quickly per… When the love of his life passed a… His dreams, like a thin mist, vani… She’ll always be the lady of his y…
It’s April, spring has arrived Warmer temps with lots of rain Perpetually overcast But hopes good weather will reign Buds break in twigs and branches
Scented love notes he penned for h… Hidden in a book he returned to he… Alas, o’er the years remained unop… That he adores her, she found out… Then high school ended and life in…
For many days, it’s been raining The floor’s wet the roof’s been le… Basins buckets quickly filling Bad weather still continuing But then the ground started shakin…
A frigid morning, in a deserted bu… Shiv’ring, anxiously waiting for a… I’m all bundled up but still ice-c… Bitter cold I could feel my cheek… The bus real late, my poor teeth b…
A self-made man he is; that! he te… Even when I care not to listen, b… Well, he’s my good friend He’s faithful to the end So, I plug my ears when he’s with…
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
just for laughs. or is it? i asked robbie to write me a love poem that I can post tonight when I get home
Once, a child I was; long, long t… Those days forever gone, they didn… Now, as grey cells go; mem’ries fa… Soon I may forget friends I used… Time flies fast, while I await wi…
A gift to see the world again Through the eyes of a two-year old The novelty and the magic And endless wonders to behold! Everything warm and innocent
center he waited for this weekend like he did no other he will see his love; they will be together
My young son threw a ball at me But sadly, he caught me unaware And it bounced right in front of m… Oh! I melted at his wounded stare… Perhaps more focused I should be
Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…
center she flashed her wickedly seductive smile, all resistance melted, a scoop of ice cream