#2018
Not a Sonnet I was alone in the house, Saturda… About to nap; opted instead to be… The theme or the story? That I kn… A tragic tale; or newlyweds on a h…
I burrow through the space-time co… Into a mystical, mythical, surreal… Lost with a billion suns hurtling… Trapped in a swirling motion into… Time stood still as the gravitatio…
Few things in life do matter That gives us satisfaction Usually the end of things The pure joy of completion And a simple evening meal
center he waited for this weekend like he did no other he will see his love; they will be together
Plumes of thick grey smoke rising A few miles in the distance Just our hopes and dreams burning Our nation ne’er had a chance! Sadly, thieves still rule the land
The past, I put away in a paper b… And threw it with the next-day’s t… I went to bed feeling good, But sleep didn’t come in a flash For I remembered the olden days
Rain never ending Barren hillsides devouring Mudslides triggering The rain’s often a blessing Or catastrophe brewing!
from a nightmare he woke up suddenly desperately trying to remember the dream, but unsuccessfully he glanced at her side of the bed
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…
Yes, we can’t take it with us Cash or treasures of any kind; Hearse without a trailer, thus How we leave the world behind! And it’s a truth we oft discuss
A sweet smile twinkle in her eyes Happiness unmistakable Squealing she runs to her mother Excitement uncontrollable Watching her reaction priceless
Limerick Just for Laughs A woodland fairy lives on the east… All alone in a wooden shack; every… She’s young and loves company But no other fairies she could se…
center Once, a child I was A long, long time ago But mem’ries fading fast As grey cells slowly go
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…
I look at the green leaves filled… For when they die they turn to red… And fill our world with marvelous… Brightening forests before winter… Autumn leaves in psychedelic frenz…