We will not see another dawn together. Nor will we watch the day deepen to dark. And all those hours of wondering whether we should have stayed, or left, or disembarked are now behind us, as you too recede. The chair you sat in…

(Italian sonnet form–I think) By Sandy Lender   A multitude came crawling up the sandy shore Only moonlight off’ring light by which to nest A thousand sets of flapping flippers sought what ground is best Mighty turtles one by one raked the ground and tore…

The record shows he is to blame His calendar is now a loop Big mistakes put him to shame He feel like a big load of poop His friends told him that he should stop He wanted to keep turning up But every other week…

WYSIWYG: it goes beyond Discussion of computer fonts, And colour-palette editing: There’s WYSIWYG in many things. That boy that passed you in the street; A charmer, nicest guy you’ll meet, Or else a thug of darkest kind, Based on what you expect to find. The…

Faithful companion, loyal friend, Warm weight at the foot of the bed. Clattering claws across the floor, Rushing to greeting at the door. Eager for daily exercise, Snatching the ball out of the sky Bounding full-tilt across the park, Playing outside ’til after dark. Proud to…

The fields of sunlight-green go on forever, The ancient arch reveals the rural scene Containing countless shades of blue and green Each leaf and blade of grass defined but never Destroying harmony with one another But delicately balancing between Variety and unity of mien A perfect patch of land, in…

The road ahead of me is so foggy I can’t see the center line I’m aching and I’m groggy From squinting at each little sign I don’t know where I’m going I barely remember where I’ve been I understand I must be growing As I…

I held onto the afternoon, My fingers tinged light pink, With fear of what was coming soon, For night brings time to think. But like the dawn turns into day, The day turns into night, Lost and lonely on my way, I held the fading light….