Days and nights has thirty-one;

Poetry has always been the best way for me to get past anger and sorrow and sometimes it can also be a celebration. I hope you enjoy them as much as I needed to write them.

A Poem for my Father

If I could have had one man write me a love letter it would have been Sullivan Ballou. Unfortunately he died in 1861 after writing this letter to his wife.To be loved as Sarah was loved is my fondest dream.

Love and Such

Dancing With Strangers Little Dick's Daughter Emotional Abuse
Teacher Somewhere Short Term Loan
Straight Answers Bad Timing Content
Cruelty Just Curious Cyber-sex
Missing You Happily Ever After He Calls
Human Interest Story Joyless Occasions Lament
Once Upon a Time Missing Pieces The Holy City
Learned Response Secrets Surrender
Words Unspoken,Truths Not Told Written Instructions You Said, You Lied
Luna SS# 555-01-1432 Current Affairs
Friend Dancing Thank You
Trying to Remember Suicide Expectations
Definition Love Spell How Old Was I?
Caught In The Act Grand Prix Crime Scene
Verdict Shared Moments With a Stranger No Clown Zone
Cinderellie Reality Check Brother
Roy and Hoppy Hatred Magick