Dark nimbus clouds are threatening But no! It won’t ruin my morning For with Nature I’m communing And to the Almighty I’m praying! The wind is strong, trees are sway…
A Sonnet to May Here’s to the glorious stunning mo… Nourished by beneficent April sho… Sprouts have become fragrant color… Adding more beauty to the late spr…
center Wake up sweet darling Let the sun caress you And let me kiss your lips Sweet as morning dew
Scented love notes he penned for h… Hidden in a book he returned to he… Alas, o’er the years remained unop… That he adores her, she found out… Then high school ended and life in…
The strong breeze blew my cap away Chasing after it was simply futile And I watched it fly over the qua… Into the sea; and I could but smi… For it’s been that kind of a day
Suddenly, pangs of loneliness crep… As he sat at a corner table all al… Months since any of his friends, h… Nor has he spoken to anyone on the… Unanswered, his calls have been
A swarm of butterflies in my belly As I wandered sheepishly towards… Nervous, I was perspiring profuse… Even though twas the middle of win… A big smile on her face, she looke…
As a youth, I felt like superman An immortal, an ultimate warrior But life tempered my outlook Sadly, now I have become a worrie… © F Aparici
I burrow through the space-time co… Into a mystical, mythical, surreal… Lost with a billion suns hurtling… Trapped in a swirling motion into… Time stood still as the gravitatio…
His life’s a carousel, round and r… No ups, no downs; nowhere his dest… A pointless voyage, to somewhere n… And in his grasp, a one-way ticket… He wakens, the day’s a mirror of y…
Monday morning I’ll tarry in bed Grab a book; read an hour at least No need to rush, I’ll wallow inst… My free time, a hundredfold increa… A yawn! Lazily, I’ll open my eyes
Few thousand miles swallows travel Twice a year in mass migration To party somewhere temperate Avoid winter hibernation The swallows leave Capistrano
center she flashed her wickedly seductive smile, all resistance melted, a scoop of ice cream
Many friends had he During his time of plenty Now the room’s empty. In his season of trouble Alone in the crucible
It’s all over, darkness is no more The thunder clouds have lifted And the morning mist has vanished Spirits of the night are now defea… The sun is brilliant up in the hea…