Monday morning I’ll tarry in bed Grab a book; read an hour at least No need to rush, I’ll wallow inst… My free time, a hundredfold increa… A yawn! Lazily, I’ll open my eyes

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…

A few blocks away lived a grumpy o… He’s a loner, miserly tightwad, wh… Then he got older Dementia took over He forgot where he hid the cash, t…

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…

center It’s helplessness I feel Whenever I look at her Knowing quite well We’d never be together

It hurts him deeply, Yet he sets her free to find Joy in distant skies May happiness fill her days As she walks life’s brighter ways

As we grieve the passing of anothe… Our mending hearts shattered one m… We reach out to heaven, ask what w… Forsaken we are, though guilty of… But here we stand firm, our faith…

Hundreds of poems have I written Few have read them, fewer care But what bug have I been bitten? And why do I continue to share? I guess writing has me smitten

An emotion, ephemeral and fugitive Swept him when he saw her last nig… Bitter rage, childish and primitiv… But then he realized, he has no ri… Yes, the feeling drifted away quic…

The last star fades out She’s the golden light of dawn The breath of heaven Soon she’ll colorize the skies With a brush that never lies

He paused a moment, and stood stil… As verses flew by, the birth of a… A smile curled his lips, a silent… Filled his heart; and he must hurr… For pen and paper await his though…

She peeked into the room lit dimly And in tiptoes, she moved cautious… Not wanting to wake up the baby She stared at her ever so lovingly Teary-eyed and overwhelmed with jo…

It’s all over, darkness is no more The thunder clouds have lifted And the morning mist has vanished Spirits of the night are now defea… The sun is brilliant up in the hea…

upon the porch she sits in rain the swing once theirs, now hers al… its memories of love now flown her heart engulfed by aching pain a swing of reed, a lover’s throne

A Sonnet Myriad tribulations will come his… As man travels in this lonely jour… Embrace he must his brokenness eac… Pray he’d be rescued by heaven’s a…