Happy Days, greenhouses and aliens. This can only end badly.
One Summer Dream
A poem about summer, dreams, and growing up.
A gentle, healing song. Not necessarily for infants.
What dreams may come, with the dawn?
Robert Falcon Scott, on his return from the South Pole.
A song about the weather. Bad weather.
A moment—a flash of perception—and She.
She asked me for a love poem. This was the result.
Yearning…and hope. Also a love poem.
Saint Nicholas, Vampire Hunter
It’s Christmas…and evil is stirring.
Raw, silly, sex. Warning: Contains mature language.
Summer brings warmth, long daylight hours…and this.