Of course I ask too much, It's my fault, So I write.

You glistened like sunlight You shone like the sun Your eyes were like water I knew you so fine You would touch me Me hand, my hair- And I would shiver At your fingertips

She stared at the wall in front of her. It was almost ten feet high, nearly double her own height, and it was blocking her path.

1 October 1995 The Head was tense. You could see it in the way the skin puckered about his eyes. Every now and then he worked his lips back and forth over his teeth.

remember when recent-psycho-in-the brief-spotlight, Texas Gov. Ricky Perry, smiled at the camera in the debate o’ repuglicans & couldn’t remember the 3rd branch of government that he told

A poem, mean to be spoken, about losing someone and holding on, only to realize one day that they're only a memory.

Note: I had the broom out anyway, so I decided to do some sweeping. Rich

A love poem about a lovely woman named Sara.