Sitting on the rock, Continued his pleading croaks. Princess, where are you?

Today, we build the stage out of cinder blocks. We’ll use a stick for her scepter and a sheet for her cape. Intertwined honey suckle vines

Words radiated with intensity, With great ardor for poetry... Faced with sorrow and agony, He poured his soul incessantly. He spoke about his troubled heart;

The marmalade sky Extends to the horizon Violets and blues Shaded the canvas’ hues Sun...sets incredibly soon.

Her back could only bend so much..… 'neath him she braved the peril. Attached to the barrel Her grasp to such. Strength wavered,

A set of plates on the table remained untouched. The food’s gone cold. The candle wicks kept burning... flickering lights barely

At the blue birdhouse in the yard, mother Chickadee’s on guard atop a dragonfly chime. Awaiting for opportune time— She flies back and forth to her ne…

You are the sweetest melody that awaken my senses— perfect for symphony, that elated my ecstasy. You are the sweetest touch

Suddenly, once grayish white cloud… turned deeper grey and floated in… Lightnings flashed behind clouds a… accompanied with roaring thunder warning everything below

I feel for those tormented souls, in the pit of unescapable ghouls. With serrated tongues that bind tightly, human souls resigned... In their deep melancholy and desol…

The rice laid on the mat, While it dried under the sun. I sat on my father’s lap, as I read from book of John. My sister played nearby

By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…

Treacherous storms, unabated perils, unguarded from thunder... then, lightning struck! From the nest that never swayed

I’m OLD By Imrogue I can’t see far When I drive my car— I can’t see near—

by: Imrogue Pitter-patter of raindrops... right above the rooftop At the bottom of the rain spout... the barrel awaits for every drop.