So much to do and so little time to do it in.

My best poem to date, dealing with a world born of nightmares and cured by the sun. Depth I’d not dreamed of, and an accomplishment that always leaves readers amazed as they figure out what’s going on.

Poem written to a picture of a breakfast table with a plate of ‘fried bacon and eggs, tomatoes, with crisp half burnt toast, and a glass of pure red grape juice…

Some people make the world a better place simply by being in it.

When you truly love someone, I think you know it from the start.

When you know the measure of someone, not much they do can surprise you.

Barack Hussein Obama = Osama Bin Laden / Sadam Hussein = Terrorism + Death to America.

My try in writing a halloween poem. It is more just creepy than halloween-ish, but I hope you all enjoy!

Don’t let beggars be choosers.

Just me talkin a little noise lol.