Icy grip of fear...

Darkness settles in

Like midnight on empty plains

Terror holds the reigns

Canes ruinas...

Rip, tear, shred and throw

The duo makes a man scream

Dogs and magazines

A noble profession...

Ode to the teacher

Whose craft is to shape young minds

Whose skills are divine

Looking for material...

Suggest a topic

I’ll come up with a haiku

Written just for you

Ever reaching...

All strive to achieve

Each having different goals

Nobel we believe

Picture of purity...

Brother and Sister

Toddlers walking, holding hands

Innocence commands

Covet once... cut twice

Objects we control

Cannot measure our virtue

Or strengthen our soul

It's how I roll...

The style is haiku

Iambic Pentameter

You don’t need to do

Mary, Mary, quite contrary...

Life is a garden

Consider well what you grow

What you reap could blow!

Luke, I am your father...

Contain your dark side

Lest it escape and divide

Forgiveness denied

Midnight companion...

Nocturnal sojourn

Waxing does brighten in turn

Waning will adjourn

Vigilance...

Watch for fortunes smile

Next visit may be a while

Beware of fates guile

Heartfelt sorrow...

Gone without warning

Gentle life taken too soon

A time for mourning

A babies smile...

Precious baby boy

Mothers bond will not allay

Steals her heart away

Autumn fields...

Ground down; stubble; brown.

Awaiting Spring to begin.

Fresh seed sewn again.

Another year...

Forty-one years now

Wisdom still beyond my reach

Difficult to breach

Rough week

Chaos rules the days

Insomnia rules the nights

Mental state decays

Harmony

Find your inner peace

Love your family and friends

Life passes too brief

Once a hound... always a hound

Sleeping dog; so sweet

Awakes as a howling freak

Damn the siren’s tweet

A cornucopia of color

Leaves changing color

Gently falling to the ground

Autumns great splendor

The burgeoning author

Daily I write prose

Some… I think are not so bad;

Others kind of sad

Your legacy

What will be your mark

What will you have left behind

Good, bad, or benign?

Par for the course

T'is woe for the Chiefs

They fought a valient game

But Colts took the fame

Changing of the guard

Gone on north winds tail

Summer past; Fall arriving

Embrace the season

What a long strange trip it's been

Life is a journey

Each step a discovery

Wonderous to see

Me and my bike

Pavement flows beneath
Legs are pumping round and round
Miles pass; peace is found