Rhythmic breeze blowing
Birds singing soft lullaby...
One things for sure as I
Stare...
When the last snowflake melts away,
And the clouds disintegrate to nothing...
Wolves,
Fearless and cunning...
I can think about anything
But not how I think...
This poem goes in syllables 4,3,5,4
Moonlight sparkles...
The earth seems awaken
at this wonderful time of year...
This poem states that flowers die and night, and...
Towering over, massive and peaceful,
Trampling everything, call me immense...
May 4th 2007
Here in the garden...
Its morning - I awake to your beautiful song.
You are my alarm clock; I smile as it's a good...
Twilight dip,
the aged pine...