Hanging way up high Minding my own business—when Snap—there goes my stem Tumbling down to meet his head Hope it leaves a lump so red

Golden afternoon Glass of red wine in my hand At peace with myself Feasting my tired hungry eyes On the multi-colored skies

In my twilight years An abundance of leisure That; I have for sure! But the days are featureless The hours dull and colorless

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…

center A secret passion; A peculiar indulgence She kept from everyone Except her conscience!

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

From her hands the sun, The wisdom of the ages From her lips they flow In my universe Her words are nuggets of truth

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

She loved him; with blind passion For in her eyes; he’s noble But scales distort her vision For he’s truly distasteful Trapped she was in the affair

Gentle almond eyes Thick silky hair lustrous sheen Lovely flawless skin Porcelain goddess Yet fire and warmth in her eyes

Not a Sonnet I was alone in the house, Saturda… About to nap; opted instead to be… The theme or the story? That I kn… A tragic tale; or newlyweds on a h…

When young, I dreamt that I could… Beyond the clouds, so high and bri… Through hills and valleys, bathed… With eagle wings forevermore The words I rhymed, in golden str…

The pitter patter of the rain As droplets hit the window pane Soothed her much like a lullaby And she found herself in a dream Flying free, riding a moonbeam,

Dusk it was And the sky vermillion; I spy the… Dropping behind the nebulous blue… I walked along The unspoiled ivory beach, mind tr…

A pale gold light in the far horiz… As morning shadows retreated quick… Vanishing totally with the midday… But then, shadows reappeared slowl… Cloaking all things before day is…