Category: Poetry

a small windy road makes its way through a small town named Stamford, New York

Enjoy what you have now; we may never be here again. Remember this day well it only happens just this once. This day like any...

I am a webmaster; harder for me to believe than for you. Long and lonely hours in front of my computer. Writing Java, HTML, even...

see my reflection in the water full of fish they see my reflection as well

A waterfall surrounded by large rocks; who would dare to venture too close? Only to be swept away by the dangerous yet beautiful fury of...

a walk through the woods along this old rocky road trees stand on both sides

I gaze into the endless field of grass. At tall mountains covered with green lush trees. I see rivers, ponds, and fields all within my...

We're so far away, but I am here to stay. It's the virtual me. We're always on-line at just the right time. We sit and...

If life were but a tree the world would finally be as one. Past generations leave their legendary mark among the branches; leaves as people,...

I went downstairs one night to find my parents reading my candle-light "The Misunderstood Child -- 101 Ways To Understand Your Kid" I felt left...