FREE VERSE

free verse

Cherry

Blowing Bubbles

childhood fun

A Sliver of Silver

just a little imagination...

Cup of Coffee

Creamy Circles Swirl slowly Like a spiralling Galaxy, Round And Round At the slightest turn Of my spoon. Frothy Comets And Planets And Pulsars Disappear Down A huge Black Hole,

In Search of Inspiration

My pen sleeps, Each impulse Is lost In the vas labyrinth Of Thought. The waiting page Remains blank Until… I look into her eyes… I feel her smile… I hear her heart…

Tears Speak

no words...yet, the look speaks volumes...