At the intersection of happiness And sadness: pure joy and unresolv… You’ll find a man, no feelings and… A sociopath who’s morally adrift! No other person can be at that poi…

There’s fire and passion in his he… But frigid ice flows in his veins A cold stare; an inscrutable face… The deep emotion underneath remain… Certainly the pain forever will st…

He read the poems he’s written yea… Wow! he grimaced for they were ter… Now he’s worried what he writes to… Ten years later he’ll find lamenta… Guess he’s become more discriminat…

The choir sang with joyful voices All hymns of thanksgiving and prai… Gloriously the world rejoices To heaven heartfelt tunes we raise The winter chill in the night air

Overhead the mid-day sun’s heat sc… None to drink since morn temperatu… Less than a mile to go Soon endgame he’ll know Though ahead in the woods; hostile…

She sat on the porch watching the… In a swing, she and her love sat e… But now she sits all alone and in… Praying it will go away, and none… © F Aparici

The brave dies today The coward dies tomorrow In shame and sorrow He survives another day His cowardice on display

A sweet smile twinkle in her eyes Happiness unmistakable Squealing she runs to her mother Excitement uncontrollable Watching her reaction priceless

Purplish summer haze Nebulous faraway hills Watery mirage Hot sweltering day Atop the giant oak tree

Pure joy and sadness never coexist Neither bliss and grief; for they’… But love and hate can, and often t… Emotions run deep, and debris accr… Love builds and uplifts, but hatre…

within him a monster clamoring to come out from slight, hurt, anger where all beasts sprout a fiend he must conquer

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…

There’s a ring of truth when said… For at that time all inhibitions g… More often we hide the truth in ba… Mindful never to offend anyone But when someone’s angry all bets…

Afterglow on a warm summer evening Driving home after a hard day’s wo… The radio’s on; love songs filled… Sweet melodies, in him, they lit a… Several callers told their stories

The debris that weigh us down, It’s best to let them go To compassion, open our hearts And let the feeling show Let the flotsam float away,