Yesterday the first nasturtium blossom of the...
burst forth. A glorious, mind-bending...

Tears that flow will never cease
The heart will never mend...

Silver bells and cockle shells,
overdue bills in a row...

She still lives on the old place,
in the same house all four of the children were...

Cranky poets make me smile
So many excuses for lack of style...

Would that this road
had been a bit smoother...

As there he vanished to the night
A zephyr wafting through the mind...

Where does one find this elusive beast?
Endangered Species List perhaps...

Many more years of a life
Sacrificed on the altar of errant choices...

Downy-soft days of my youth
are scattered behind me...

Not to contact you again was your request.
One that I have honored these many years...

What is this? Surely you jest!
A gigantic oxymoron contest...