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

Someday... someone… Will wander into your life She’ll rock your world; turn it up… She’ll put an end… To all of your emotional strife

within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer

I looked and chose a thick one Tossed it sideways into the water Grimacing; sticking out my tongue One, two… Quickly, it goes under… Then she looks around, a flat one

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…

He’s quite hard-headed Difficult and obstinate Jonah was his name He tried to run from the Lord But by a whale he’s swallowed

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…

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…

The cool ocean-scented breeze blew… Leaves on trees whispered a sibila… In the clear starry sky, a sense h… Dog days gone as we welcome autumn… Summer’s stifling heat just a memo…

Out with the old, in with the new Spring cleaning time, everything m… Old fangled ideas out; to them bid… For it’s time to watch our possibi… Friends that drag us down, let the…

A faint scent of jasmine Stirred up an emotion Long, long dormant She wore it often Her magic potion

She’s my butterfly princess From the day that she was born Over fifteen years ago She’s my sunshine every morn Lovely lady she now is

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…

A sudden bright flash Followed by a sonic boom Then heavy downpour The wind blows the clouds away And blue skies return to stay

A lie often told Factoid becomes very soon By all counts by noon Yes, lies hoodwink some, not all For who wants to play the fool?