Cleaning The Attic
The lid was raised on a black wooden box,
releasing the odor of expensive perfume
on old velvet capes; fancy hats and gloves
of another era.... more »
Color Him Gone
Where is this invisible lover?
The one who plays hide and seek
With my emotions
Leaving me unguarded... more »
We are robots,
You a man of steel
I a lost spirit.
You walk through life... more »
Love In A Potato Patch
“Land is the most important possession,
when all your earnings are spent
you can live off the land.”
There was wisdom in the way my father spoke,... more »
Love Never Puts You Second
We shouldn’t have to
Live up to...
Keep up with...... more »
When Did We Stop Laughing
I haven’t thrown a Frisbee since you left...
Laughed in the rain
Or had water... more »