Whispers of Innocence
She glides past Cylburn’s greenhouses, Where fragrant blooms whisper secrets.
Category: Poems
The poetic muse doesn’t strike me often, but …
Immortality
Immortality Banished from Earth, death had beenFor centuries, none had ventured to goNot a soul to heavenNot a spirit to riseUntil one day, Mother Earth cried, “California to sea,Japan must quake.I want new companyAnd shall…
Hall of Fame
Isaac Newton, how did you rest-when you discovered that absolute time and place were lost?"
