There are those who know But seldom say so And the rest with no clue That swear they always knew But if we’re being fair The majority don’t...

 I need to reach entanglement And lay in twisted covers, spent, The urge to taste your lips some more Exploding from each atom's core A...

 My dog must think I'm daft as I scramble for the nearest shaft of sunlight so I can try to bask, a just about impossible task, when hit...

 Today is the day he arrived A soul who never quite thrived But stubbornly survived Despite not knowing his part He wondered in his heart O...

I gaze into the eastern sky A bit more lost, a bit less spry In search of some celestial guide The sky is very dark today There is no one t...

Despite the din We hear within The voice of those we long to win It seems absurd But without a word All they want to say is heard.

Should you tell someone you’ve never met That they’re the one you can’t forget And how each word they write resounds Within your soul, and y...

 Thyme has the fragrance Of things left undone It’s floral yet green Like all who’ve begun Those who are sage Know its essence is brief And ...

 Nostalgia makes me weep As all the vows I failed to keep Impale me, and the wound is deep Sweet irony makes me laugh Knowing that my great...

 On this day I wish for you Love and joy the whole time through The greatest gift that one can share Is showing others that you care

 If she’s hot And you’re not You’ll find out life is cruel And what’s more If you’re poor She’ll treat you like a fool Your only chance Is d...

 You can always tell when the façade falls down The moment that smile turns to a frown And it’s almost always at the same time As when the...

 My father followed the system Until the day he died The system never knew him And certainly never cried Losing a number means nothing When...

 A beautiful maiden dressed like an elf Shines with light around herself  A demon with horns and coarse hair Exchanging gifts, a contradicto...

 I guess it’s time for me to write They brushed me off another night You’d think the easel would be free With all the exposure they get from...