Freezing cold fell on the South Coast
frigid temperatures turned roads to ice
deep freeze spoiled fruits on trees
New Orleans's youngsters seeking warmth died in fire

Rain storms fell on the West Coast
mud slides covered homes and cars
people dug their way out
bracing up for another winter down pour

Snow storms fell on the East Coast
snowflakes covered homes and cars
no place to park, but in the streets
cleared by snow plows earlier in the eve

On my wedding day
I hope that I can say
That love has found me in my cave
And brought me out without a cane

When my child’s bourn
I hope we won’t mourn
This love will shroud it from pain
We will raise it above the rain

As I hold your hand
As I hold your hand
We could take our stand
As love leads the way

On the day I die
Don’t wonder why
This love has brought me from the dark
It will raise me to make my mark

Easing down a wooded valley
on a bit of sylvan salley
late April or early May
an altogether pleasant day.

The forest in a deep new green
providing a cool leafy screen
from the late afternoon heat;
honeysuckle blossoms smelling sweet.

As my legs and feet begin to tire
I decide to sit and just admire.
Well now, there's a perfect stump
upon which to perch my rump.

I sit down and take a rest
in midst of springtime woodland quest
when a mocking bird alights near
and it shows no sign of fear.

craving your kiss
hungry for your arms
soothing sleep eludes,
absent of your breath
whispering in my ear.

HAPPY 2011 TO ALL

Christmas I Thought
Has come and gone,
Its now merry making
For a New Year
That's about to dawn.
Where were you
Since Christmas was born
Making cookies for a brighter morn

Let Christmas be awaited
For another year
Let’s usher in 2011 my 465 dear
And then there will be no fear,
When I your well-wisher am so near

Well Happy New Year
Is round the corner,
The snow fall continues
But tis slightly warmer
So
Happy 2011 to all of you

Birth dragged me screaming
into this hollow place,
and abandoned me to the cruelty of my own species.

I traverse the surface of this planet,
a solitary mortal, no one needs me,
the sensation overwhelms me.

Desolation
Degradation
Persecution
Isolation

I'm alien amidst the human race
I don't belong,
I'm a freak.

Strangers on the stream
We met
Salute
Then
Long conversation
We did not meet
Yet
But
We did

Colored letters
Has been typed on our screens
Each word speaks and
Carried feeling
Sharing
Happiness
And other times
Anger from each other
Have we met yet?
No

Carry on

Troubles

You are now entering
free Derry where blood
spat the streets our
kindred deceased
another score to add
to the tally

Hand it back, give it back
We might forgive, but we'll never forget
The violent riots, the murderous ways
Or the hostile attacks

What scars remain on
the graves of pain, never
tamed those freedom
fighters famed, without a
voice the slaughtered choice

The south side of a fallow field
at end of a winter afternoon
as the day begins to yield
daylight's dearth will be here soon

Branches on the western trees
hardwoods bare of any leaf
shiver in the chilling breeze
the wan sun lending scant relief

In the distance turkeys flap
ascending to their nightly perch
where they will spend the night and nap
above a stream on river birch

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Be numb to me
get off your knee
cease from demeaning
my esteem for you
with your lucid hate

the hourglass leaks

coloured sand pours
rainbow streaked tears
where the rains bleached
this sunburnt heart
with the acid of your disdain

these wearied hands

no longer reach for yours
your reflection is marred
and the mirror put away
leave me to face east
inhale the pine scented breeze

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