AGING
It’s like going downtown, and all the lights...
HOW TO MAKE A POEM SING!
Your verses must have a delightful ring, lines...
Traffic lights and traffic
drive me crazy all day...
The Kite
When you are born...
The news I have
heard...
Meanest word thats every heard
is one thats never written...
Tick, tick, tick, goes the tapping of fingertips;
As the 3PM bomb approaches sweet climax...
Did you ever question
The labels that they give...
His name is Satan
feeding of goodhearted souls...
You always want to dig
deep under my skin...
By a silver stream she knelt
-waiting- watching streaks of life...
It is not the heart
that suffers most...