This poem is about caring for those in need. It is also a reminder of the concept of “reaping what one sows” – and the importance of being giving towards others in need – as we may find ourselves in a similar predicament, and rely on others to help us out as well.

I look at couples happily together as I now sit alone. The Foureyed Poet.

A description of aging, looking back on one’s life in contemplation. The old man "sitting at his windowsill" is also a symbol of contemplation and reflection of the character. There is also a definite and deliberate connection to nature, as there is reference to autumn.

A poem to the one I love.

A Poem.

My vision. Sometimes she does more for me than she realizes.

A poetic version of a man born without legs.

This is another poem.

Why I hate her from a distance.

Learning to let go.