"Siesta Mud tracked from the rice fields blazon a pathFrom kitchen to cellar escaping noon’s wrath.A quiet siesta to break the ordealOf scything and sifting and spinning the wheel.Half a dream later he returns to the fieldTo seeding earth’s furrows. massaging its yield.And when Sun descends gravely back to her tombHe tracks back to the kitchen, the cellar, his room."
"Ode to a Wastepaper Basket I love the way you sit in the corner,gracious like a lover,catching my every crumpled vanity."
"Writer's Block [10w] Every writer's block is surrounded by a million other possibilities."
"Fall in Love in Fall {Couplet} It would be more befitting to fall in love in the fall,for the leave's colorful dance of death, augurs the long haul."
"Love's Kiss of Death [10w] Love's kiss of death is taking each another for granted."
"Talented [10w] Being called talented brings with it more hatred than applause."