Love’s Final Touch
I ache for your touch...

So What’s My Voice, He Asked?
So what is my voice, asked the scholarly-looking...

I’ve heard it told
That to catch a fish of size...

The Voice of My Mate
It is ever a joy to me...

Warm Pig Fat
I have no recall, said he, of the events of that...

Winter is known for its frigid weather,
When windows cover with frost...

Politics Makes Me Sick!
We have completed another election...

I Saw My Dad
I have heard it said...

A Soul Speaks Out on Genocide
What can be said to make sense of it all...

Another Encounter When I Again Flounder
Well, Sir, It’s good to see you again...

Poetry: The Voice of Truth
A poet speaks words from the heart...

Brainstorming is an occasion
For misbehavin...