(2015)
Giant balls of fire Lit up the ebony sky Terrorizing all Houses left and right Set ablaze heavenly flames
A sweet smile twinkle in her eyes Happiness unmistakable Squealing she runs to her mother Excitement uncontrollable Watching her reaction priceless
I live in a four-walled box A TV, a couch, pictures on the wa… But my heart is homeless A sweetheart, no one I can call Night time in this big city
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…
surely, self-annihilation never an acceptable solution to a life filled with sadness, of great heartaches and pain to a broken spirit, a soul unforgi…
just for laughs. or is it? i asked robbie to write me a love poem that I can post tonight when I get home
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
Our passionate wish to be somewher… For over here; days are shorter, n… With AC off electricity much lowe… But gas consumption has gone astro… Sun we haven’t seen, wondering whe…
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
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…
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
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…
There’s fire and passion in his he… But frigid ice flows in his veins A cold stare; an inscrutable face… The deep emotion underneath remain… Certainly the pain forever will st…
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…
Each time I see her I’m convinced more and more That heaven got it wrong For I adore her Forever she’s my Lenore