Most trees stand bare, though othe… Hollies peek through the snow-fill… At dawn, no creatures can be seen The chill of winter all around But golden rays turn skies to blue

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…

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

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

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…

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

That kind of gloomy Sunday The skies grey and overcast All morning in bed I lay Hoping the doldrums won’t last But by noon the clouds parted

From a dream I wakened Sleepy eyes I opened Refreshed Energized Feeling like a teen;

Butterfly lies low As rain-soaked clouds spill over; In perfect cover While storms rage, protecting wing… Waiting till the robin sings

Autumn’s here again, lawns are tur… Red and golden yellow leaves piled… Mist in our breath, in our faces a… For cold air is here, winter stand… From the closet comforter pure goo…

Conceal your tears behind a smile Don’t cry, let no one see you swea… Keep your woes in secret exile Your biggest hurts you must forget Bury the grief that burns inside

Oh well, I thought I could write Something funny before night This crazy day, to make light And your smile, to make bright! Sadly, I have writer’s block

When our moment becomes just a mem… And today lapses into tomorrow Will it be a nightmare or a reveri… When you think of me; please let m… For moments with you will never ag…

In the porch, a swing painted whit… Where starry-eyed lovers used to s… Now empty in the morning sunlight For hearts no longer in unison bea… © F Aparici

Once there was a poet with severe… He tried everything but the words… Desperate, he tried marijuana Sadly, it didn’t bring nirvana Disappointed he concluded weed’s a…