Monday, September 28, 2020


Maroon and gold
Have taken hold
Of the hill with green retreating

The weathered ranks
And withered flanks
Have suffered quite a beating

And soon the chill
Will start to kill
The conquered and the clover

Till limbs stripped bare
Beseech the air
To start the cycle over.

Friday, September 25, 2020

Dark Side

Luna, the Luminous Queen
Seems to be caught in between
Grim Saturn and proud Jupiter
And both are attracted to her.

The rest of the stars gather round
And wager to which she’ll be bound
But she saunters by, still alone
You can’t move a heart made of stone.