We were not born in a storm.
There were no heavy-browed...
I offered to you,
-all I had...
Tonight I sleep -
brushed by the warmth of...
Our forever garden, a place where you and I
sit on a bench made of wood, carved with hearts...
*Contest poem for club...
In a bleak winter,
wilted tree flutter...
What's Love?
Is it a promise...
Buried deep in the cosmos,
Embedded in the Phoenix constellation...
At our best we would have been just a far cry from...
At our worst you could have cemented the...
Tender is the bud of the flower growing from the...
When the world felt too threatening, I sealed it...
In days gone by the wind blew soft and new,
Just like a lover’s soft caressing kiss...
It wasn't wind or misty roads
That led me from your path...