Reflections - Written Tales

Quicksilver

Late December evening, mild as May,my dog and I take our familiar path,to the new villas at the edge of … Read more

I wish tears were poemsSo that some schmuck who knowspoems and likes them as muchcan get something out of it. … Read more

Alone I betray myself and lovers who took notice of a profile photo by the wayside with a spider’s old … Read more

The music within is the best music of all. I hear it in my mind, guiding me. Inviting, tempting, exciting. … Read more

I’ve gotten used to traveling the long road back to you Sailing that great ocean of highways and interstates Conquering … Read more

As the numbers on the calendar change The feeling is a little strange Not because I had a bad year … Read more

We sit on a cloudy, warm winter day, Ablaze with the passion of summer Deep within our beings. Remembering a … Read more

So happy there the boys and girls around me playing in the pure white snow under a vault so clear … Read more