The sky is darkest in the midnight… When the new moon reflects not bor… The world appears mysterious but n… For the darkness conceals the eart… And all that’s visible are stars t…

A Sonnet It’s oft a struggle between dark a… When the golden sun sets at eventi… Fearful darkness cloaks the fields… Creatures retreat to their lairs f…

An Ode to the Color Blue Blue is the color of the clear sky On a sunny cloud-free summer day The ocean dazzles in shades of blu… As wavelets shimmer like kids at p…

Sunday early I woke up Three hours before I planned to Tried hard to get more shuteye But my brains just turned to goo I stared up eyes wide open

In late summer afternoon, the sky’… As roaring thunder could be heard… And the rays of the sun– on raindr… It’s a picturesque sunset that we… Usual harbinger of a pleasant tomo…

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…

So I asked my wife today Just what I should write about Quizzical she looked at me Perplexed that I asked, no doubt Just like this dread pandemic

The race is not won by the swift n… And battles fought do not belong t… Riches and mercies come to the wea… As much as the most distinguished… The giant Goliath fell to the you…

The summer of their sixteenth year… Under the shade, exhausted, they r… A break from the midday sun; it’s… For neither knew the other existed Furtive glances torrid blushes bri…

creatures grotesque, marbled wildl… stood on towers, lined up on rooft… of the gothic cathedral; muted sen… to ward off evil, calamities and m… for centuries the stone ogres vict…

Another lovely morning, but just a… To when we bid adieu; leave this w… Still, we’re thankful to be alive,… Quite hopeful there’s another univ… Where we’d go, at the climax of ou…

It was the longest day of the year Solstice in the northern hemispher… We stood at water’s edge, in silen… Marveling at the surreal atmospher… Though afterglow’s still an hour a…

A Sonnet Just for Laughs A fine Thursday morn far as I can… No rain in the forecast, the sun i… ‘Tis warm, spring is in the air; a… So let’s celebrate! God is good n…

Dark clouds weighed down on his S… Rough weather appears to be in sto… The prospects of bright tomorrows… And in the twilight of his life th… Life is so bleak; there is no suns…

I want to slow dance with you My arms round you all evening Inhaling the sweet jasmine From your hair silken shining When your lips brush against mine