How dare you doubt my existence When here I am, in your presence. If I don’t exist in your view, Most assuredly, neither do you! You say I’m just a fleeting thoug…

At last, snow has melted from moun… Creating tiny rivulets, then white… Cascading, thundering into mighty… Soon, cold weather will only be in… Buds are appearing in small tree…

The last star fades out She’s the golden light of dawn The breath of heaven Soon she’ll colorize the skies With a brush that never lies

We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day

Vintage models we are; some of us… We move with caution, lest somethi… (Except those among us, the health… For spare parts unavailable, or ha… Yes, old we are; we’re yesterday’s…

Cogito Ergo Sum In the quiet depths Single thought defines my name— I think, so I am Soft whisper builds my essence

Each time I see her I’m convinced more and more That heaven got it wrong For I adore her Forever she’s my Lenore

With His mighty hands Built the grandeur of nature For us to enjoy The wren’s cheerful song God’s soft and tender whisper

Just for Laughs We’re amidst a drought Save water, shower next week Make it really quick Save it for a cup of tea

Wild powerful thunderstorm This afternoon ripped through town Dragging cold torrential rain Knockout winds took oak trees down Lightning flashes thunder claps

Life’s at ease with an ocean breez… When you taste the salty air in yo… And you feel the swaying of coconu… As you watch the birds and passing… The morning sun soothes and warms…

center it rained; rather it poured! sheets and buckets of water fell in just a few hours; our street became a river!

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?

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…

Balcony, he sat in early morning The waves on the starboard he’s be… The gray ocean, choppy, looks forb… And the next few hours may be daun… For nimbus clouds towards the ship…