MY POEMS

The festivities are over, but the Winter continues with its darkened path. No longer mulling wine, one mulls over metaphorically taking...

So are you game? It's the New Year. It's dark. Tragedy is all around. I'm game, so I keep going. Another day, another poem. “For I do not...

New beginnings. New ideas. New routines. These all start in the New Year. I continue with my resolution of writing a poem a day and just...

Another year passes! We welcome in 2022. Best of wishes to you all, with many happy returns. “For last year's words belong to last year's...