A gigantic tree, a hundred feet ta… Its canopy akin to voluminous drap… And its knuckled branches are twis… Into gnarly arthritic shapes. It’s been around umpteen generatio…

Twilight, and the skies are premat… As starlings, a throbbing, swirlin… Eclipse the last vestiges of the a… There’s foreboding! Aye, an incip… The starling cloud dazzles in the…

Words are arrows that can maim whe… Once spoken it’s impossible to tak… But words unsaid are lumps in the… If left unspoken will turn a heart… Words are sharp weapons at man’s d…

A Sonnet Thick rain clouds out east may be… But the sun overhead rules cloud f… Vivid blue canvas right before our… The sea and sky each other flatter…

The chirping crickets the hoot of… In the calm stillness of the autum… Clear skies red Betelgeuse shinin… In the gentle breeze one hears the… At forest edge predators on the pr…

To the world, we must not conform Our sinful selves, we must reform The unknowing, we must inform So that our Earth, we can transfo… It’s miles before you go to sleep

A shooting star flashed across the… Vaporized; petered out somewhere n… Too late to make a wish; all he di… Wistful yet hopeful, gazing at the… In the east a quarter moon, yellow…

Agonized thoughts flooded consciou… While she lay motionless in bed to… Years flashed back from memory ban… Tears well; as remorse and regret… For years she stayed despite the p…

Our universe a locked cage We’re hamsters on a big wheel Pointless round and round we go Not a moment to be still And when the world overwhelms

We’re the last persons we find at… That’s a fact; perhaps just human… The other parties are always in th… For we’re blameless and innocent a… Often, we’re in a pedestal others…

In my youth I dreamt that I could soar above the clouds O’er the trees and o’er The green hills of our sleepy town I’d glide up to heaven

Double Sonnets The mercury dropped precipitously Greater than twenty degrees Fahre… When the weather front traversed t… Lightning thunder rolled with fury…

Sadly, he has no place to go! But all the time to get there; Perhaps, his fate. For a long tim… He’s been a rootless wanderer! No links to keep him grounded,

A Tribute to Today... It’s the first day of April And he’s wary and watchful He’s on his toes and careful Not wanting to be made a fool

He gazes into her eyes and sees hi… To hold her tight, embrace her for… The setting sun peeks behind the c… As they watch on the beach, along… They watch gliders jump off the th…