Vows (will insert a number later when I can count how many vows I have written)   From now until our obituary we will have each other. In sickeness and in health, tied together as one. I will rest when we are tired. Even if…

Dove in hand, my songbird You sing so sweetly to me Jealous birdy, oh so needy, You steal my donut freely With careful tenderness As your heart pounds Fearless as you escape The cage designed for Your protection You pluck my garnet heartstrings And soar…

Self – Expression We are different people Me, my self, and I Each face each different problem With different faces on display Seen with separate visions, Some are more fragile than others And while I am on display We keep the walls between myself And…

The splash of rain on pavement As many head to work Black on black umbrellas Suits and shoes and Briefcases And colorless sedans Crowd a heavy street There on the bleak street corner Is the friend I’ll meet A splash of color in the black…

The photo is lovely, Pristine white sheets in a field of blooms Palms outstretched overhead But the hassle of the framing Puts me far from the mood To enjoy such a perfect photo framing Imagine if a bird flew over Or the ants in the…

The Woman with the Top Hat She stood outside Buck’s Cafe Rain or shine she stood every day The woman with the Top Hat What stood out about her was not her hat Fashion is as fashion wants But the fact that she never stopped…

Kusadasi The way to Samos The green palm trees Stood tall The blue sky Houses built on rocks Picturesque view The castle in the corner Very busy with character. Buzzing with life. Love of family The shops in the marina The coffee shop Tourists arriving…

The picture that speaks volumes The forms of travel on our roads The beauty of travel on our green Emissions and CO2 very low Cars parked for trains slow Power bikes to save congestion fees Power bikes for efficiency in delivery seize Bicycles to travel…

Penny for my thoughts you say A  penny ain’t enough You say you love me for my mind But now it seems you’re stuck. See I’ve seen you smoking Though you swore you quit And while I don’t mind lying I just can’t get over…

Welcome to San Luno, run by Señor Bruno We sleep during your day light Within this city we keep desert hours We come awake at night Buildings made of mesa, stone and pueblo cliffs The inhabitants are happy Though there’s lots we miss. Like there…