MY POEMS

The inevitable heat approaches, like a tiger in the grass, moving slowly towards you. Don't get eaten! “The hand is the visible part of...

The cloud holds up! What relief! “When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an...

The sun is up and I continue to write this book. “Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my...