The Fading of the Siren   In the mists of a new morning, Came a new and sudden dawning, To the Dreamer and the Siren as they played. Their game of metaphors, Was over now because, All fears and defences were allayed. Their trust had grown strong, And now they could belong, To each other, in…

Forevermore His heart missed a beat, As he leapt to his feet, As his Siren appeared at the door. Their eyes met at once, And their hands reached to touch, This was the moment they had both yearned for. For months they had talked, Through their lives they had walked, They both knew each other…

The Dreamer and the Siren The Dreamer was awoken, By words never spoken, Just the font of fate embellishing his screen. And his mind began to open, To the sense of new emotion, He relaxed and felt it touch him, pure and clean. A Siren in the corner, Aloof, but somehow warmer, Awoke this weary…

Nineteen Roses  Nineteen roses we planted with care, To bloom in front of our dream. We worked as a team, to plant red, yellow and cream, And nurtured them through their first year. Daily we checked on their health and their needs, And sprayed and pruned and fed. Watered and weeded, and cut blooms as…

Where Were You Where were you when Kennedy died? Can you remember when the shot got fired? I was a kid just six years old. But I remember, I remember Oswald. I remember the place, I remember the time, I remember something was lost. Where were you when Elvis left? The king is dead the…