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.
One day in the garage we saw a big… It wasn’t moving, I thought it wa… Even so, I got a broom The critter met its doom My wife quite frightened, she won’…
As dusk turns to dawn; day into ni… Our lives unfold thus; minute by m… Some brilliant as the early mornin… Others so somber, melancholy grips… We count the leaves in the tree of…
The weather dreadful To sleet, snow turns rapidly Numbing and chilly Utter darkness cloaks the land There blows the harsh frigid wind
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…
When young, I dreamt that I could… Beyond the clouds, so high and bri… Through hills and valleys, bathed… With eagle wings forevermore The words I rhymed, in golden str…
Bright lights all around the neigh… Putting everyone in a festive, hap… And in the airwaves, we hear holid… The malls brimming with persistent… We’re there; be it sunny skies or…
When I was a young teen, she was… She knew all about me, because I… Knew all my skeletons, on her I c… Ain’t my sweetheart, just a really… As always, life intervenes, and we…
We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day
Come Mend my heart Broken into pieces Come Fix my dreams ripped apart
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…
Kind words are free; offered by th… They edify, they comfort, they beg… But words unkind cut deeper than a… They hurt and destroy even across… Thus, with your words be careful,…
Oh well, I thought I could write Something funny before night This crazy day, to make light And your smile, to make bright! Sadly, I have writer’s block
It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim
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
she reached across the bed, but he’s gone! a dark feeling embraced her, but the deepest sadness too... her spirit’s broken