Cool.
I have some stuff that's been published, can't post that here, I'll get m'self in trouble.
But some other things...
Like this:
For Nori
Well the rain is falling gently
Making patterns on the windshield.
And the tires are hissing softly,
They blend nicely with the sound
Of the jazz that's on the radio.
A sax is moaning sad and low.
And as the sun breaks through the clouds
I'm reminded of your smile.