I love to write poetry. I try and write every day. Have a couple of novels I hope to get to some day and the poem every day is helping with my focus.
+ more bio informationThe Colors of SpringLike a newborns lullabyrainbow sunbeams caress the landscapegiving a soft flush of colorto a stark and darkened worldSplashing across peaks and valleysstroking the land with a wisp of blushNudging the worldto awakento a newSpring More..
Elephant's PlightIn a fractured,shattered,speck of timeHe lived.He roamed the plains and savannas,had been through the great rain forest.He had survived,famine,drought,and ivory hunters.He was hunted now by farmers.A marauder of fields, a thief in his own lands.The savannas and forest had grown smaller.He had searched a long ... More..
Timmy the Squirrel Timmy was a gray squirrel who lived in the woods.He spent his time in the fall gathering his prize nuts for storage. He needed to store food to get through the winters snow and cold. His mother had taught him about the little house at the edge of the woods. Timmy could find peanuts on the ground for the tak... More..
Follow Your Own LifeThe security of life isWithin each of us, to graspThe strength to find our own wayIn this maze called life,It is an internal lightmust be nurtured, cared forpoked and prodded alongLet your internal light shine throughstep into your own lighttake the risk tofollow dreamsdare to live your own lifelet not you... More..
Come for me my loveinto the abyssthe crow's call surrounds meas the light shrinks awaymy skin crawls with the darknessthe crow melts into the shadowsinto the depths of my soulblackened by the gloom and griefsight is void and no shapes appeari strain my earsno sound but wait-a pounding-my heartyou are gone and i am heremy eyes... More..
In Need of LuckBlack cat black catplease I beg youdo not cross my pathTurn round, retrace your stepsgo back the way you came.I am in need of much luckLook I have this penny I picked upwalked around the ladder,I carry a rabbit's foot.I have a four leaf clover herein my wallet.I have this interview todayI am desperate for a job... More..
The RiverSnow melts rain falls.With each droplet I grow strongerWith each rivulet of melted snowI Swell, fills my soul.I struggle to take myFirst breath of spring.Snow melts rain fallsCrack!I surge forward.Sweep away all in my pathFallen trees, ice,all that is not fasten down.Swollen to my banks I beginMy quest, my journey,Fo... More..
The Railroadclickity clack clickity clackmoving on down these tracks.dinner car, club car,family car, sleeping car,even observation deck,a chugging moving city.clickity clack clickity clackmoving on down these tracks.the countryside,filled with farmsthe wild places in the foreststhey streamed on by as you ridethe rails to you... More..
The Green ArmadilloDanger danger dangerThe green armadillo curls up in a ballNothing gets through armored plates.He stays curled until the danger has gone.His little snout is the first to come out.Twists and turnsSniff sniff sniffNo more dangerHe uncurls the restThen he curls up for funRolls along uphill down hill and all aro... More..
Lion's MealThe lion creeps forwardeyes fixed upon his prizehe seems frozen in timehe takes in a deep silent breathfilling his nostrils,yes he was up windhe drew his body as though hugging the groundhis shoulder blades protruded with each stepslowly, meticulously each step draws him closerthe tawny grass hides his presencehe m... More..
Morton Templeton
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