Poems New Year Winter's not just darks and lights, when looking deep at nature's sights. Some colors muted, others clear; the first brush strokes of this new year.January 9, 201914 Comments
Poems gunpowder in an hourglass Because my hourglass seemed full, I had not given thought, To cherish every grain within, a lesson just now taught. Like gunpowder, instead of sand, our time in little mounds A careless spark from destiny, releasing death’s dark hounds.December 23, 2018