the
servitude of
the
black children slaves
with
bruised and battered souls
cast
their
thumbprint signature
upon
the
red brick and mortar
that
let these walls speak in tongues
thus
we build
to
shelter our masters

I will always remember,
As long as my mind is well,
To save things soft and tender,
Joyful stories I can tell.

I will learn to leave behind,
Unpleasantries to forget,
To delete them from my mind,
Tales of sadness and regret.

Won't you even try?

Brussels sprouts are tired
of taking the blame!

So are artichokes, radishes
and beets!

Kids around the world are giving
them a bad name!

It's embarrassing to be left
on a plate as dinner time spectacles!

You're not gonna die!

But keep it up, kiddo, and we'll have quite
a mob of steamed vegetables!

wet eyes a-twinkle with unshed tears
from northern wind's raining spears
grazed silhouette of solitary deer
antlers branching as tree austere

then, a hind of tan and grey
tiptoed forth from underlay
followed close by calves to play
'pon the shadow'd bracken'd brae.

and as the deer midst berries bent
in sweet paradise of wet pine scent
in nature's naked, raw element,
sharp rustle was heard, clear, evident

"soft!", cried hart, "who goes there?"
all looked, still, statues a-scare,
"'tis but me", grinned the hare,
his nose a-twitching in the air.

"Well, welcome, then, my good ol' friend",
said he with nuzzle on nose'd front-end,
"I know I can on you depend
those sharp ears to apprehend"

"smallest hindrance to our meet convivial,
for sound though minor be not trivial,
thus we may enjoy our meal
as our young frolic by mother's heel."

Lying in bed
The rain sings it song
Then
The sun looks down
On a fresh Earth today
New day, new start
of the New Year, of life
The wind with
whispering sound from afar
Messages to passing leaves
Blue from the sea
Birds lovely tunes heard from above
To give signs to baby birds
Mama is coming with love
With food for opening beaks
And to tell what she has seen, living drones.
Lying in bed I close my eyes
Not ready yet
All nature sounds like a lullaby
Puts me back to sleep.


Shell ✨🐚