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The White Flag
And one day, I stopped running-Overcome with exhaustion,Buckling knees, dropping to the earth,Scrambling to wince over…
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Pink Camellia
Your presence dismisses the words in my head, Structures of sentences I can’t comprehend, My hesitance…
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Miss Josie
In the breach of dawn, Miss Josie comes to run, Lovely like the violet, autumn sun-…
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Onwards
Compass rose points due North Follow it to a perception of home And if I am…
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Golden-Bellied Oriole
Golden-bellied oriole,Dawned in ebony armor,To protect his angelic wings,Sits in cypress thrones,And heeds my stranger’s gaze-Frosted…
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Dreaming of the Rembrandt van Rijn
Yesterday I sat in a tin shed,Amid rows of ripening tomatoes,Air thick with the scent of…
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Dear September
The fervid summer Earth glows, Censing the fallen leaves of oak groves- Diffusing redolence of autumn…
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Midnight Musings
Tell me, cicadas, why the stars blink, Like winking angel eyes, In the sky’s pot of…
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Song of September
There’s side effects to the season, And this song sounds like freedom, “Sweetness” on my tongue,…
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Go forth, valiant soldier, Encore beloved performer, On until the end of time, Lose yourself to…
Available Books

This is my letter to you.I hope you read and finally see how beautiful everything can be once you realize that life is only poetry…

Life is like poetry… How one individual looks at a situation or idea can change the course of so many different peoples’ lives. These conclusions trigger the myriads of emotions that define humanity. Those emotions, in turn, create words, language, that link the human race together. Life is full circle, life is poetry.
