Egoism

Always looking in a mirror and preening Your vanity is beyond any compare Always your job, your hobbies, your everything...

Storm of Death

Form: Quatrains The air tastes fresh and clean after the stormWith skies still violent red in nature’s rage.As clouds gather into a thunderous swarmWe rush to seek shelter from the carnage. Who sees the butterfly, she’s lost alone,A flutter of wings as rain starts once more.She is battered by speed of the cycloneCrushed, she falls … Continue reading Storm of Death

Soul Secrets

Form: John Tee Sonnet Where shards of light entwine with flowing streams,The magic sings with breezy willow treesWhile lovers hide beneath the rustling greenTheir wedding bed an old moss-covered stoneA secret place behind a weeping veilAnd love whispers with the water's laughterWhere shards of light entwine with flowing streams,The magic sings with breezy willow treesWe … Continue reading Soul Secrets