Characters of folly
With their agony and jolly
One who makes water
In the gutter
As bystanders shudder
One who wears a cape
Is he planning his escape
While the gentleman with the black beret
Morning walk to his frothy latte
People with sign in hand
What’s the message
Where they stand
Souls everywhere
Just the same
A powerful friendship
Could be acclaimed
Generous one
Did you find
One that lets you put your cares behind
One that talks to trees
Even in the breeze
That brings those pines to their knees
One who taunts honest and kind
While he croons those left behind
Those who seek out the good
Kindred spirits misunderstood
One who sees the light at the junction
With his guitar that’s multifunction
One who wrote look for the sunny side
Knowing the silver lining as she cried
Characters of folly
Will leave you chanting my golly

Love From Afar
Under same stars
Fall in love they might
Their families resent with fight
Conflict in distant land
Where they stand
A rich woman
Poor man
Dreams tied to hearts
Led them to part
A modest church
In historic square
Where they eloped
To become forever paired
Homes take to fertile hillside
Built with heritage pride
They start a new name
A family they became
Over large pond
A new world bond
Where life begins
A story of grins
Pasta tins
And century old hairpins
Upon new ground
In a northern town
House they found
Happy voices inside
Fill the silenced sound
Life no longer at stake
When the warm bread begins to bake
Piping hot saucepot
Decendents never forgot
Even now
As is
Forever a parking lot.

Ghost chance
Translucent trance
Appear in the season
For a reason
Never hide
From a ghostly guide
Who oversees
You and me
   M  ight Be
   E  very Other You
   S  ee
   S  upernal
   A  ngel In All
   G  uidance
   E   thereal
   S   hifts
With token gifts
Of heavenly drift
Intercepting
Calm and accepting
Playing amidst
Maybe even kissed
By divine
Seraphim bliss

Golden light     (E7)
For the bright  (A7)
Stand tall          (A7)
But don’t fall    (Gdim)
Golden light      (E7)
For the bright     (A7)
Fly high              (A7)
It will gratify      (Gdim)
Golden light.       (E7)
For the bright      (A7)
Follow the path   (Asus4)
It’s burnt orange.    (Asus4)
Feeling quite fair.    (D)
It’s the atmospheric air (D)
Weather your golden light  (Bm7)
For the bright.        (A7)
Glide high               (A7)
In the skyyyy          (Gdim)
Gleam in the stream (E7)
Find your treasure  (A7)
Its a pleasure.          (Gdim)
The wind is your strength (Bm7)
Rooted tangled vine  (Asus4)
Grab hold                    (Asus4)
Where you mold        (D)
You are that pine        (D)
Golden light                (E7)
For the bright              (A7)
Shimmer your flowers  (Gdim)
Glorious superpower   (A)
Your golden light          (E7)
Is for the bright              (A7)

Heavenly Sweet
Fig frosted treat
With fancy minced meat
Steamy latte cup
S  biscuit
A sloppy sup
         M  aple apple cinnamon
         E  atable fruitcake panettone
         M  ound of coconut bars                      
         O  range pumpkin muffin jars
         R  aspberry peanut butter jams
         I   ced sugared yams
         E  ye candy almond brittle
         S  now butterball mouth spittle
Cherry jubilee on velvet cheesecake
A proud baker proclaims, “I make”
Bread pudding’s caramel sauce
Cannoli center chocolate ricotta gloss
Anise waffle layer powder dust
On warm iron it crusts
Vanilla cookie shape
Crystal sprinkles after it bakes
Celebration feasts
Of sinful delightful sweets!

Hot mess Gally
Gleaming in the valley
Sweet airy dress
Puts them farmers to test
Countryside where she yonder
In flaming distress
Lies on barn floor
Hay pad on her back
Ukulele on her belly
She’s far in wander
Growing rice vermicelli

There once was a woman who lived in a barn.  Her walls were painted picture blue.  When she crawled upon the floor, she thought my goodness I've never done this before.  She ran out to the farm to see what was the matter and yelled what am I going to do with all this cattle.  No one to help her.  She felt all alone. she thought to herself, I better adjust my tone and she began to whistle and hum a note or two. Them off in the distant land, she saw the shadow of tan.  The shadow yelled have no fear I am your Italian man!  She ran back in the barn and tied the hinges tight and scurried around in fright.  She spoke to the picture on the wall.  She said Grandma, I did ask for this at all.  She began to cook and make the worst lasanga bake.  Even the ricotta cheese was fake.  She said surely this will send him away.  When her pan of fraud was piping hot, she invited him to smell the ***. He grinned a big grim that even his mustache looked as though it would win.  mmm mmm mmm he exclaimed as he touched the tin.  She rolled her eyes and thought this man hadn't known what I bought.  She politely said sit down and enjoy, for a good meal is needed for a big boy.  She stepped in the kitchen and snickered as he took a bite and thought if this doesn't **** him I might.  She heard a scream and ran back to the table.  The man was gasping as he read the ricotta label.  She said what is it? what is it?  Is there something wrong with my gable?  He laughed so hard he could hardly breathe.  He said this is the ricotta my mother ate when I was conceived!

There’s no if or almost in tennis or with love
No half feeling it.
No hitting half in.
Your mind cant be there one moment
And not be there the next
Love is everything & nothing at all.
You can be too bitter
Not to hit a winner
Love & tennis will play you just the same
With It’s tough game.
You must keep your eye on the ball
Trying not to hit the intentional pitfalls
If not played right on the line
Will knock you out every time
When you stretch to make that shot just right
Of continuing to believe its worth the fight
Logic & emotion intertwined
Remember love & tennis are just games of the mind

Majestic’s eager roam
Ivory pony
On rocky loam
~
By towering gatehouse
After spring’s water douse
~
Gallops away
Airy April day
~
Dust & debris
Scampers free
~
Glimmer pale sunlight
Over dolomite
~
Through shadows of trees
Countryside bees
~
Scatter young clover
Black & yellow flyover
~
Cloudless sky sprints
Pony muddy imprints
~
Soft pine on ground
Resting doe is found
~
Grassy knoll
Embers of winters last coal
~
Air soft and warm
Passed gentle spring storm
~
Down twisting hills
With peaking daffodils
~
Starry night appears
Trot pioneer
~
Majestic’s roam
Had led to home
~
A previous land
Where seashells line
Paths of sand

Night at the garbage dump
Sparkle starlight night
Leaves room for little delight
Speedy legs
Out for a spin
Adventure begs
Drags the wind
Follow a leader
To a place one longs to linger
A flight that’s eerie
What’s in store
Darkness galore
Only four hilltops more
Up up up
Around the bend
Climb to come back again
Clouds through moonlight
Old concrete pebbled on the side
Glow with strange historic pride
Field grasses slow to bend
Smells you would not befriend
Below dark field
A collective treasure of human endeavor
One would not dream whatsoever
Crunchy soil
A perfect spot for the voile
Sit below the grassy line
Take in the oddity with too much wine
Head on a swivel
Watch your back
Never know what’s lurking to attack
Time is up
Must not leave the cup
Only once a garbage dump  
Watch the stump
Fly down in pitch dark
Not mistaken for the park
Former mans duty
Listen closely
To the beckoning tutti
It sings in rare night beauty

Rock the beat
Where they meet
Dark clouds hang
Then roll by
Silver bubbled bottoms
From the sky
Pattern change
Cool outside
A seasonal bore
Different heat through double door
Lasers just above the riser
Colored lights bounce off the floor
Music lovers leave no disguise
And feel as though they can fly
Rock the beat
Those dancing feet
Time goes by
Smiles for awhile
Empty bottle pile
Leave em feeling high
Human stars flare
Without any care
They take their bow
Light below horizon now
Gaseous anomalies
Twinkle bright
No chilly fright
Dancers take their seat
It’s a season to rock with heat
And never be off beat

Ruby red love
She didn’t give it a shove
With delicate diamonds just above
A love to find
Not the gaudy kind
Purposely shaped heart
In search of where to start
Placed upon a tiny finger
To make one stop and linger
A Ruby shine
With Red glare so clear
So much so
That one could begin to fear
What would happen if they
Tried to disappear
Runaway they might
With just cause
Of too much fright
Would bring her to shed a tear
That Red ruby so clear
Reminds her of the cheer
And the time he spilled his beer
Red ruby dazzling bright
If only see the light
Whats its symbolize
Character or compromise
She was utterly surprised
That tiny clear red ruby
A reminder
Love is never like that movie
Ruby red love
Unmistakable beauty
Recalling a late summer sunset
A clear preset
With its curves
Upon that finger
Can be a deep stinger
If not preserved
Prompts the feeling
Sensationally deserved

Spirit walk
What’s Lurking behind
Glowing lanterns
Beautiful site
Rustic buildings beam firelight
Don’t be fooled
A sign of fright
Creeky doors
Ghouls shuffle on wood floors
Smell of must begins the play
No turning away
Bystanders Listen carefully
Chanting bully
A spell at midnight 
Pink flesh turns white
Fires crackle
Caldrons bubble
Historic walk
Not for those who balk
Hear a screeching squawk 
Turn back
Creeper on the attack
Spirit moonwalk
Grab a tomahawk
Orange glow 
Leads to a frightful show