[tabby title="Poet Bio"]Morning is awakening in the sky, Above the sea,the sea-gulls are ready to fly, Across the stream, the crafts are nipping the water, Some boats are coming near and some are sailing away further, It is a breaking...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] How many of our relatives must we lose? How many tragedies must adolescents see? For you to cease to tie one on Paricularily behind the wheel Are you aware of the traumas and commas You've caused? Of...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A year has gone by, passing away like a jazzy stringing It didn’t have any nuance of romance, nor did he hear her singing And even if she was his favorite muse, although he never admitted All...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Poems making reference to, or written about the stars nearly exceed the number of stars.. . countless. I remember the night that you first shined. That was the best day of my life. I stopped looking up...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Love is Kind, like the gentle yet sharp strings of an acoustic guitar. Love is Pure, like the virgin thump of a tribal drum...the bare feet of ethnic maids dancing on the African dust Love is Understanding,...