The sky was slate grey, the clouds… The salty air was misty from the o… At the Montauk lighthouse, the la… As night shadows come out at the e… Wave after wave were crashing on t…

Is love unspoken, any less intense… There are many times, words fail To express all the emotions I fee… Times when words are inadequate, Rather than convey, words can conc…

The time has stopped, universe at… Today’s just a mirror of yesterday My life’s become a tiresome carous… Pointless trifling tasks to while… The fun and passion of my younger…

The morning sky is bluer than blue No clouds anywhere to block the su… The ocean took on the celestial hu… And the far hills the color of cya… Sadly, an east wind rallies at noo…

Dusk casts a spell on fields of gr… And the serene sea of metallic blu… The cloudless sky turns deep purpl… Just like the color of an old brui… The world fades to black as night…

A dead doe, belly up, udders showi… Under a tree in an ocean of grass Half mile away a herd of deer graz… Silently mourning what has come to… Overhead the morning sun burning b…

He held her hand, but he knew it’s… Not an ounce of affection in her e… Sad lonely life he’s doomed to dis… None but himself to blame for love… Fine pearl he’s found, but he’s un…

You’re eighteen! The world’s at y… Spring is behind you; summer’s rig… We pray sunny days will make your… Stay true to yourself, be never mi… Life will change; welcome it with…

What a choice we have; we’re so sc… One’s a liar, the other’s so damn… Remember Whitewater? Oh, she’s so… But he’s a racist, a sexist, just… We heard she’s hard on the Secret…

A Sonnet Overwhelming! True, life can be a… Hundred things to juggle and atten… Focus on important ones, one must… And learn to separate nickels from…

Aaaah, the twilight of my life The winter of my existence The good years left, just a few The numbers are dwindling Faster than a runaway train

Been raining a few hours; a flood… Sent county wide; a dark, gloomy… Wanted to stay in bed, to my disma… Got a meeting at work; ten this mo… Turned the telly on; a power outag…

A love affair in the dustbin Sadly, they are no longer friends For it’s still raw; it hurts withi… He’s gone; what remains just loose… A Yankee candle he gave her

Let every word we utter Be fraught with encouragement Each phrase a nourishment... To everyone who’ll hear Let every verse we write

Show me a happy poet; I will say… It’s not an oxymoron, but few such… For a poet writes of the sadness i… Of the lost Eden, that he ne’er w… He writes of the pain, the hurt an…