Tomorrow

Two birds of joy
Perch on my tree of sorrow,
Harbingers
Of a golden tomorrow.
Again.......tomorrow.

Solitary Crow

I see the solitary crow
And take him as my lot,
For you've chosen to read me
As something I am not.

Get and Give

Till you keep looking
For what you can
Get from me,
Rather than 
What you can
Give to us,
We will remain 
Divided
By the ocean
Of mistrust and 
Buffeted
By the winds of
Destructive thought.

Stillborn Love

When I'm with you,
My love finds
A melancholic expression.
Exhilaration 
Suppressed, I wear 
A tormented look.
Voices I hear
Calling me away;
Having found you
I know I have not.
A stillborn love
I cradle;
Oh! how do 
I sing and dance?

The Blond

He wanted to love her in her vein,
But all his efforts were wasted in vain,
Forgetting their bond,
He went for the blond,
And now that 'miss' is giving him pain

Wealth and Compassion

The less you have the more you share,

The more you have the less you care.

Moonlight on wet leaves

Moonlight on wet leaves

Makes them quiver in the still night

Its mark of passionate love it leaves

And takes a hurried flight

Still and forlorn they wilt
Dry and lifeless in painful separation
Memories of love enjoyed to the hilt
Awaiting next celebration