It’s morning The sun shines Wear a smile Have a laugh Shed no tears

He held his breath for as long as… Wishing the moment will forever la… For the first time his lips, she k… And he’d stop his heartbeat, if he… Her lips tasted of honey, unctuous…

An Ode to America, the Beautiful… she drives on the lonely highway to a place far away; scenes unfold before her, nature’s bounty on display...

o’er the still waters faint glimme… done! the reign of darkness, the e… dark clouds unraveled to welcome t… and farther east brand-new day has… the dawn upon us; voiding the shad…

Quickly, time moves forward! All of the passing years Have caught me unaware... And soon the end appears Have I enjoyed the laughter?

i’m out of things to write about;… a sense of uselessness, like when… a long time ago, when i felt just… of little or no consequence; all a… filled with people, talking, but n…

It’s Tuesday, early morning My old friends, I’m off to see Few hours of story-telling Over cups of black coffee Same stories, I’ve heard before

Muggy summer morning; the sun risi… From where the blue ocean meets th… On tiny wavelets sun’s rays reflec… Streaky cirrus clouds floating way… It will be bright and sun-filled a…

Torrents! Sheets of rain fell all… At times, six to eight inches an h… Nature’s display of destructive po… And we were impotent before its mi… We watched the fireworks; hunkered…

Frantically, he went up the Arts… To get the remaining cards for mat… When an angel in blue jeans cast h… What a beauty! An apparition, a v… A freshman, she’s registering for…

Just for Laughs... How I love to dance! To waltz the… To trot with the foxes, in steps s… A lift here, a swing there, and ma… Perhaps a dip, a sashay and a high…

by bright lights we’re blinded, we… in danger and pitfalls, we could w… so, we hold out our hands; we shie… fearful we’d be in harm’s way othe… but still we move onward, always h…

center Once upon a time, long ago She said she loved him; He wished it were so For without her, his world’s dim!

Some verses written Will ne’er see the light of day In my heart they’ll stay Pieces of myself they are Locked tight in a Mason jar

In my dreams of late I hear angels ululate Voices undulate It’s not me they celebrate But One all-knowing and great