Up high the red hawk hovered O’er the lush virgin forest Keen piercing eyes surveilling Hunting live prey for her nest Under the green canopy

One glimpse, that’s all it took To rekindle in him a raging fire, A passion that smoldering embers Reignited; a long dormant desire! Yet the craving was but secondary

Just can’t paint, nor write songs Sadly I take terrible pictures to… But I do the next best thing I write about it, for me and you So, always armed with pen and pape…

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

We all went to dinner; me, myself… We sat on one chair, we don’t know… I did most of the talking Myself quietly listening Poor old me, all me could do was s…

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

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

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

Touch his face, she did lovingly Though his cheeks rough with scrag… She gazed at him fondly adoringly But from her eyes lonely tears app… She caressed his frigid and bony h…

Had two jabs four weeks apart Eight months later got booster’d Like superman unafraid Now I have Delta mastered But then the little O came

In a deserted Long Beach inn Next to the marina; They bid their farewells While gazing at Catalina; Pride and ego won

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

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…

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… For he’s a wounded soul ravaged by…

They met in the summer of their yo… In a faraway place, a school up in… He’s a man of the world, that’s th… But she’s sheltered, living as Go… There was magic when they saw each…