(2015)
center Wake up sweet darling Let the sun caress you And let me kiss your lips Sweet as morning dew
Come Mend my heart Broken into pieces Come Fix my dreams ripped apart
At last, snow has melted from moun… Creating tiny rivulets, then white… Cascading, thundering into mighty… Soon, cold weather will only be in… Buds are appearing in small tree…
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
Two minutes, that’s an eternity! My hands quiver at the steering wh… While stopped at a red traffic lig… Raring to fly in my automobile… Wanting to leave the present behin…
Touch his face, she did lovingly Though his cheeks rough with scrag… She gazed at him fondly adoringly But from her eyes lonely tears app… She caressed his frigid and bony h…
Ever after seems so far, far away But it’s what we aim for every day We pray our love forever will stay Even after all our hairs turn gray… If we wish our adventure to succee…
In the porch, a swing painted whit… Where starry-eyed lovers used to s… Now empty in the morning sunlight For hearts no longer in unison bea… © F Aparici
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
from a nightmare he woke up suddenly desperately trying to remember the dream, but unsuccessfully he glanced at her side of the bed
Yes, he’s smart, way smarter than… Not me of course; though that’s de… But now he’s departed to the other… A deep sadness I feel; it’s unavo… Rivals we weren’t, but we could ha…
A nip in the air Her shoulders bare Wind blew her hair Giving her a scare Alas! Winter’s near
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…
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…
A Sonnet to May Here’s to the glorious stunning mo… Nourished by beneficent April sho… Sprouts have become fragrant color… Adding more beauty to the late spr…