Earlier this year, my wife and I visited Pompeii. We saw the ruins and the people who perished but were preserved in the moment of their deaths. That inspired this poem.
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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…
I doubt, but I hope not to sin I hesitate but cynical I’m not I wish my faith will strengthen And my unbelief be finally forgot!… © F Aparici
Autumn’s here again, lawns are tur… Red and golden yellow leaves piled… Mist in our breath, in our faces a… For cold air is here, winter stand… From the closet comforter pure goo…
the starlit harbor view peeked in from the window moonbeams bathe them they cast a giant shadow on the wall,
I’m here for the long haul, yes,… The day after forever, here I’ll… I’m in for the rough times and the… In laughter or in tears, you’ll se… My love I pledge not just on sunn…
He flipped a coin, his resolve to… Heads, he doesn’t; tails, go forwa… Yes, full speed ahead; with all ha… It’s a toss-up; a challenge, an ex… But is it right? Leave everything…
Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories
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…
Autumn leaves lay on the ground All gathered in a four-foot mound A cold breeze lifted some around The world’s truly winter-bound Alas! The non-evergreens are bare
Just for Laughs We’re amidst a drought Save water, shower next week Make it really quick Save it for a cup of tea
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
With His mighty hands Built the grandeur of nature For us to enjoy The wren’s cheerful song God’s soft and tender whisper
O’ how I wish I could retire Before all my dreams expire My traveling feet are on fire To explore the world I admire I’d go to Paris for a day
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…
Vintage models we are; some of us… We move with caution, lest somethi… (Except those among us, the health… For spare parts unavailable, or ha… Yes, old we are; we’re yesterday’s…