(2015)
Just for Laughs. Or is it? Oh geez! summer’s here A little early this year It’s not even May But look! all the trees are green
I live in a four-walled box A TV, a couch, pictures on the wa… But my heart is homeless A sweetheart, no one I can call Night time in this big city
Purplish summer haze Nebulous faraway hills Watery mirage Hot sweltering day Atop the giant oak tree
Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field
The sun has set; it’s time to let… And the moment’s come to bid farew… To slights that in our hearts dwel… To anger and hurt; for it is after… Tomorrow’s the future, it’s a fres…
I saw a one-legged man Do an incredible dance routine With twizzles and pirouettes That would rival a ballerina. Yet here I am a two-legged clod
The sun barely o’er the trees Six o’clock early morning Sweltering day it will be Mercury swiftly rising Muggy humid misty haze
Rain never ending Barren hillsides devouring Mudslides triggering The rain’s often a blessing Or catastrophe brewing!
In a fetal position I lay on the floor In excruciating pain I never felt before… Pain, none can assuage,
Fun and excitement over A few days after New Year The world is back to normal Sadly, life’s trials still here They make our days less pleasant
My young son threw a ball at me But sadly, he caught me unaware And it bounced right in front of m… Oh! I melted at his wounded stare… Perhaps more focused I should be
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…
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 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…
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