the wings of time
just flip and flap...

Between some fields of corn,
a lady dressed in scorn...

A young boy once asked me, "ma'am, pardon my...
To which I replied...

Many times I have wondered,
If the sky is blue or brown...

May the sun! May the moon!
May the stars and the sea...

Every day that is to come,
I know I will be glue...

I used to write a poem a day
but who am I kidding...

“To the left. Now to the right. Keep on driving.
Keep on moving. The wheels of time remain intact...

may pillows gather at my feet
and pile their way to my head...

Love, you are like a bee,
You make my heart buzz and buzz...

In the kitchen-
Fingertips trace ashes splattered over counters...

When I think of you
I see stars, a river, and a boat...