On the banks of the river, the water does lapse,
At the time of the silent evening din.
Water flows past the jagged rocks, rather huge or thin.
On the peaceful water, swim ducks, looking for the evening grubs.
The croaky toad curiously watches on, amidt the mossy shrubs. Continue Reading ...

The City, within the range of my sight,
With cars zooming past, where planes take flight.
I walk past many gigantic buildings,
Oblivious to all this smoke.
I hear a cackle of laughter,
The results of the bartenders nitwit joke. Continue Reading ...