Fire Safety

Fire Safety What one thing would I save If my home, my house Was completely engulfed in flames? I want to say my Memaw’s Bible: Her copy of King James. But her voice It calls to me, And the modesty, that I keep quietly locked…

Slumber

Slumber Virginia Carraway Stark Resting When cheekbones Start to feel numb From wishes of slumber coming on Darkness covers the world Like a blanket of water But sleep isn’t for me tonight No matter how it may coo and call Increasingly shutting eyes Feels better…

Thirteen…

The Road Not Taken   Two loves apart in a mellow mood, And since I could not have them both And be one heart, long I thought And kissed one deeply there I swooned To where he took my breath away;   Then kissed the…

My Thing

Why would I tell the world My favorite thing? My most precious Beloved Possession? Are you kidding me? After what I’ve been through? Just to tempt those who want it all? All I’ve got? All I’ve earned? All I’ve ever had? I may as well…

Leisure Treasure

What one possession Is my obsession? What do I treasure more than gold, frankincense or myrrh? My camera, my memory maker, Recorder of dreams and scenes, Preserver of people, Sharp as a needle, Life through a lens, Anxiety ends When things are brought into focus And…

All Alone

I sit at the type writer. Words come from my finger tips. Short quips and poor rhymes. Beautiful love poetry and sad lines. Odes of my life and sonnets for Rachel. The same songs with a new tune. I am sitting here. Pretending I am…

learning transcends all boundaries in life

any age young or old can learn so many things happening in his or her life   learning is an unending endeavor learning surpasses all boundaries no matter whatever age level does     keeping into heart whatever learning we have sometime relearning it or unlearning…

Pittsburgh, my love

Beauty you and you haven’t changed since  the last moment I saw you wearing the towers you grew and stretch so high i your gray streets marked with the droppings from cars in passing leaving their scent behind making their territory my breath hangs above me…

Poem #18

Sleep deprivation. Sounds worse than it is. Just Makes my brain fuzzy.