It is hard for some of us to cope
Feeling like we're under a microscope...

It seems Michael Myers is back,
Wearing a mask dressed in black...

In my head there was a thought
in my house there was a bird...

Some are spooky
Others are mild...

Trick or treat the goblins sing
On all hollows evening...

Listen to my heart with a stethoscope.
Examine my mind with a microscope...

There once was a domestic cat
Who was curious of a rat...

Water that quenches thirst
Clears the dust from eyes...

Some of them are wordy, others are blue.
My longer poems remind me of you...

O my queen thou hast made time for me
Though I am more a sinner than a saint...

Once you were young, now you are very old.,
Seasoned, yet closer to a chilling truth...

The tide turns, we must accept adverse actions
That interfere with nuclear reactions...