Love lured him to the woods Where he wrote her songs of everlasting and eternity of giving his all – his everything   Love was his heart and his hurt She left him there wasting away, falling to pieces Singing empty words with soundless tunes…

“The darkest evening of the year” -Robert Frost, Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening the first time you hold his neck he tells you that it is a palace only a queen enters you tell him you are his queen then he shows you…

How did you get so Red? Did careless painted hills shove you to the side?   Wonder! beauty! when You burst a vessel, reaching For freedom’s blue sky   Did you bleed out or Simply lost some leaves that had Faded to fuchsia?

 “Supreme Court Invalidates Key Part of Voting Rights Act”   My peers, savoring fresh air, are buying campers And basking in wonders of waterfalls And sunsets and snowy woods and meandering Rivers and breathless vistas atop breezy mountains aiming for paradise   My retired friends…

  Wednesday was Colored Day At the Jackson Public Pool   Arriving too late, All we could see was a rainbow of brown heads Bobbing up and down in water Once cool but now heated by bodies Packed like cargo but Pressed too close together…