~~~ Poetry ~~~

Author About

Boy in Breeches

Glorious Spring

Lad That I Was

Pendant

She Who I Love

Soul's Journey

The Answer

The Old Barn

Ode to Father


~~~ Fading Flowers ~~~

Warm afternoon breezes
Through flaming dogwoods,
Send streams of desire
Wandering through the air.

Love found is very sweet.
Those three little words,
Their worth do not change
Like desire will.

Barefoot lover, natural person,
Desire walker, faded flower friend;
Simple matter but interesting,
Because you see... I am man.

When the glory of dawn ends
The innocent vagabonds despair.
Where darkness suddenly descends
Beware mere lonely sparrow.