from depths of chaos hope
with the next bud of **** grows
through the loam
nubile tiny leaf
reaching , a tender glimpse of
restless eternity which
seems to
stand and applaud
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 11:24 PM UTC
Once Upon I, the warrior skeletal
the eternal darkness
descended
with cracked laughter echoing
serendipity exploding
and unfolding erase(s)
the expanse of nightfall,
those connected before
redemption,
rustic austerity
peace
for she
dreaming forlorn
liberated
by the sword
sine qua non
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 4:42 AM UTC
silently......
she turns
the darkest night
into a
cloudless day
quiet into a
parade
and seconds..... into the hours
I wait
'til.... I bathe in her breathlessness
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 4:38 AM UTC
if anything like me
you tire of chasing your
tail around the table
if you are like me
at all you smell , occasionally
your own and bathe
or Febreeze, if
you are crazy, like me
in a good way
you write stupid ****
remove it when you
come down,
if you like just saying
hi, or smiling at every
passerby, you and me
can have a drink
together, I am buying.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
truth beautiful trees
anything on wings
flowers four leaf
clovers, smiles,
tails wagging all that paints
my happiest
treasures,
All are valuable, priceless,
are really all I need.
All are kept locked with
a strong padlock
here in memory,
forever safely sacred.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
Are you all right?
you unanswering sat, beside the window facing west,
the crimson disappearing over that hill, you and my father walked, 50
years, oh so many years ago, rocking back and forth,
a wise thoughtful expression painted by years on an aged face,
wistfully awaiting the exact words the right tense, the perfect time,
to sway, rock back, then turn to me, as the sun disappeared, I saw on that hill out the window my father waiting.
You smiled, looked at me, grabbed my hand, squeezed it , so tight.
Said yes,
I felt you go to be with Dad.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
be over the clouds behind the mountain or over a hill
may a lottery winning be one dollar away or
Publisher's Clearing House knock on my door?
Might Audrey Hepburn be eternally young stalking me,
might cat bark and dogs not **** on fire hydrants
or ants be less numerous
or gone be alive or time slow down, might
the rainbow shine, all the colors combined into bright.
All the wishes be at her end in a *** of golden
love and eternity?
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
amongst the landscapes
scripted virtually perfect turtles
amongst there perfect
words the paintings
of the new found genius,
there , the next prophet Queen,
evergreen always will be,
lasting words , memories
stand above,
be remembered in centuries
from now my dear. Your, you
...your eminence
your perfect rhyme flow,
perfect, is the day,
tomorrow will portray, the
blessed words written, by my Queen.
glow, eternally.
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
good day,
said the Daisy to the **** with a Morning Glory bow.
Hello, it is good! , returned the Nettle
catching a ride on the Cattail.
Hi, everyone, said I, smiling.
We are all up early again,
watching, the Sunflowers sleep in.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
teeter-totter
up around side right down
a water pump or pendulum thrill
like Jack felt with Jill
tottering down
was up
on the hill on a see-saw.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC