This is a poem about love in differnt seasons.

A summer love that stands the test of time.

Don’t you just love it when a bout of cool air hits you? If its a hot day and that breeze comes along its just breath taking.

A poem about summer.

I haven’t penned a Haiku for a while.

New Haiku.

New Haiku.

An admirer’s plea.

Some Childhood Days Have a Stark Clarity.
They May Even Define Us.

Journal entry on April 20, 2012.