Here I stand betwixt hope and despair
Each staring gravely ready for an onslaught...

This Poem turned out to be so long, and could not...

I’ve been running,
Am running still...

The sun is high now
Clouds gathered amidst blue...

Those who look steadily heavenward
Find no delight on things side ward...

The villainy of evil crunch
Iron fisted heart douched with blackness of hell...

Let Peace be still on thee, O Plateau.
Great are your pinions and so the little foxes...

I wrote this for my Spanish friend who means so...
but a person with goodness,kindness and good acts...

They are falling as unwanted drizzle
Soon they?ll fall as storm...

Manners wasted on uncultured swine
Love lavished on an undeserving dog...

Summer is done and school is out
Autumn has come, so don't pout...

Friendship means hassles
As the rigors of running through castle...