A threatening cold fog
envelops me with terror...

Scorching hot
Passion burns me up...

The Four Seasons ( String Haiku)
I...

Hair that shines like gold
Eyes that brighten up my darkest day...

With arms outstretched he came to greet me,
hands trembling, cheeks all flushed...

Feel free
free to express yourself...

The kill
Upon the green meadow a shadow is cast...

On a midsummer night
I dreamed of your lips...

We drank the last of the summer wine
knowing our days were numbered...

No expensive gifts
nor pompous aubade...

A poem for my sweetheart
What do I mean when I say that I love you...

With each stroke
of the pen...