Poetry

Alone
Blindness by Moonlight
Breathless
Castle Walls
Cubed Confusion
The Frontier of Dementia
Empires
First Great Crush
The Fondness of Summer
Freedom From Within
Heart and Soul
Invitation
Lest We Wait
My Memory
Night Mare by Moonlight
No Flowers
The Pain of Separation
Peace Within the Palace
Phantom of My Nights
Rain
Shadow of Romance
Sleeping
Sleep Well Sweet Heart
Summer Devotion
Tender Attention
Waiting Moon
What Past?
Wine for Two

My Memory

Her eyes are of an Emerald Green,
And sparkle with life seldom seen.

Her smile is made of cultured pearls,
Drawn from below the crystal blue sea.

Her hair flows long with alluring charm,
Spun from the wind and wisps of silk.

Her figure is drawn along curves with no edge,
Defying the math and angles of elders.

Her voice ushers forth a sound of delight.
Made from the chords of a golden harp.

Long shall she be in my memory,
Till visions pass and time turns to dust.

Asa Jay