Michael A. Martin Las Vegas, Nevada

b. , Akron, Ohio; 02-29-40. Beatrice M. (Flasck) M.; Albert L. Martin; ed. High Sch. Dip. Hotel Mgmt. , 200 College Cr. Hours; Ed. Awards USAF, SAC/USAFE (1964-1965), occ. Security Officer, mem. Master Mason, Scottish Rite, Shriner, American Legion, Hon. Presidential Security USAF, International Society of Poets mem., on Poetry Today Show N.Y., Elected to International Poetry Hall of Fame 1996, In Marquis Who's Who in the West (26th Edition), Author: Atlantis Secrets Revealed, 1994, (Poetry) Noet You Poet, 1995, (Song) To Eva My Love, Your Song of Love, Western Song, Reaching Out, pers. To strive for perfection and to leave an imprint behind, a little piece of myself.

To Eva My Love An odyssey to my love far away That perfect astrological soul-mate match astray And forever I will think of her As long as I live to purr The day we met Was the day set Astrologically she is the sign of class And it is a cardinal sign alas We liked each other and then became the best of friends That led to trust and respect and our ultimate trends Like two doves in a bowl And that was our ultimate goal Soul mate wise she was it An angel from God and fit You could not ask for anything more A gift from God from ancient shore And so I see her in my thoughts and it will last forever in my wroughts It was predicted Testiny And she is my Destiny

To Dolly From the heart, body and soul Friendship is fine when on line It is faith, hope, charity And the very best clarity Friendship is love Like a dove Friendship is trust That's a must Friendship is respect and liking like hiking Friendship is affection friend, a great trend Friendship is a friend to the end Friendship is legitimate and intimate I am reaching out That is no doubt I accept your thought not bought You have a friend to the end So with the years and tears I tell you this with bliss In my language in great tradition with rendition Saga/po para pouli Dolly

Something Great Now is the time to write something great Before it is too late Think, don't blink What will you say today? My everlasting thought is not tight I love to write Not fight This is line eight This is line nine This is ten in the pen and the very end

All poems Copyright © 1996 Michael A. Martin. All rights reserved.