If I give to you my heart
sew pockets hidden from sight...

I could be anyone I don't know
parts of me are unknowably strange...

Hornblower on Deck (sonnet)
Horatio, why stalk this quarterdeck...

There was a fellow I knew
or thought I did, you never...

No pain meds for me,
he told me, I want to know...

Advantage of age
your gray hairs do not show up...

Archer casts aspersions at the sun
crying light blinded aim...

He's not a bad man
just madly in love with Her...

She has a secret smile;
it could be from anything...

Child comes racing home
unzipping as he enters...

Word of your coming reached me far too late
did not halt the binding promise...

Candle burning in the window at night
draws me into the halo of light...