Her heart of stone
Sedimentary rock
Made of pressure
Upon layers of
Heartache and
Pain
Category: Poetry
The Nature Of Things
Fears A-Plenty
Sometimes
It’s so terribly easy
So allow vacant
Naggings
To drag down
My psyche
Summer’s Sunlight
My Mission Statement
Lighter Than Air
Tonight’s Magenta Clouds
I love summer nights
A Cold Overnight
Each cough
Self conscious
Creating disturbance
Where peace
Should reign
And then think
Of the germs
Launched forth
Looking for a
New host.






