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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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From anger's veil, I hide my head, Defiance frail, Discord dead. My sole behest, And deep desire, Within her breast, Quench the fire. A little peck, Hug and shove, Around my neck, The sweat of love. My hungry soul, Is hers tonight, Make her whole, Savage delight. Outside our bounds, We entwine, Guttural sounds, Heady wine. The ruthless world, Is held at bay. We lie unfurled, In love's bouquet. (24 Lines) Anacreontic verse: An ancient Greek lyrical form that dates from the 6th century B. C. It has 20 to 30 lines, each with three to five syllables.
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