A Poem/Song for Spring What springs in Spring is nature’s way of giving The grass turns green the birds return to singing Winter’s snow has melted all away The warm bright sun is now the norm each day What springs in Spring is more than just the flowers That bud and bloom it seems like…

The Sparrow in Central Park It’s May in New York City. The trees are in full bloom, the birds are back from their winter’s journey. And most of all, the people are out and about Central Park. As I walked the Jackie Onassis reservoir, the approximate mile and a half…

The story of “The Father of Printing” It was the mid-15th century, Johannes Gutenberg, a printer from Mainz, Germany was a man on a mission. He spent years working on what is known as his invention, movable type. The concept of movable type was originally created hundreds of years prior…

A poem of the mountains The Pocono Mountains are majestic and grand Standing tall and proud across the Pennsylvania land Its peaks reach toward the endless sky A silent sentinel forever standing by The morning sun shines bright on its face A fiery glow with a regal grace The mountains bask in…

A poem of desperation

A poem at dawn

A Poem of Love and Loss In places with a sunlit glaze A painter lived lost in a daze Vincent was his name Van Gogh A troubled soul we have grown to know His brush in hand his mind on fire He painted scenes that would inspire His colors bold his strokes…

A Poem of Love and Art

A Poem on Modern Change I’ve lost my pen pal to the web My lust for the written word is dead Her quill’s gone dry Please tell me why What will I take to bed Within her thoughts She always caught The truth inside of me How could this world I loved so well Turn to catastrophe Each envelope so…