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Sprinklers Watering the garden yard
a turtle slid down a hill landing hard. Walking on a path of cobble stone
is a Precarious way to say hello alone

Super dog noticed him first
Very curious searching for a water burst 
 Big as a football came from good seed.
The first order of business, food weeds,

A box water greenery survival what to eat.
Definitely keep them off of the street.
Identified as A Red Eyed Slider Turtle
common for these parts their fertile  

Yellow and Red stripes on his face and feet.
His shell looks like he took some heat.
Sticking his head out of his Shell
To look at his new space safe and well

Standing on his hind feet tall
Trying to get over the box wall
This turtle’s habitat is in water a float
Filled water in the base of the boat

Was this a pet, asked neighbors to no avail
He needed a forever home too early to tell
Turtle bay will not take a stray
Haven humane had a lot to say

Wild turtles are common in these parts
Will travel miles to water he’s smart
Take him to a lake river or stream
One that doesn’t dry up from heat steam

A water source fountainhead to call home
A place with other turtles, so he’s not alone
Twin pines Mobile home has a large pond
Two streams run in and out far beyond

The pond is home to ducks turtles frogs
Elderly spy deer while they walk dogs
A protected sanctuary Critters of all kinds
Look closely count how many you can find

The turtle was put on the bank of the pond
His examined the water beyond
He slid down the bank a torpedo tank
One smooth swoop, and he was gone

in the middle of the pond an island bar
His head popped up his swim wasn’t far
The Pond leads to rivers streams as far as San Francisco Bay many places to play

I imagine he came for help that fateful day
Escaping heat no water red dirt of clay
Little fertile turtle our two day turtle
We visit. He has a home to roam and play
BLT Webster’s Word of the Day challenge
Fountainhead7-11-24
A word usually encountered in literary content that refers to the origin or source of some thing

Little fertile turtle, is that the same pond with Mrs. Fiddle, and Mr. Faddle, and little paddle
While do you sound like a little stories and nursery rhymes they’re based on real events
Hobbled by the
sun, and laid
prostrate by
days of
degenerate
behavior.
Days of
nothingness,
and worse.
Only writing
could save me.

Poor and lonely.
No warm woman to
hold.
No *****.
No home.
But, I had my
writing.
It let the light in,
and buffered me from
the crowds of
scarecrows with sewn
on smiles.

Writing keeps me
immortal and kills
the pain.
It soothes the
mice lost in
the maze, and
brings the stray cat
home to a house where
he's safe.
Writing is the
pillow that keeps
my head up, and
my heart engaged.
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read from my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjeCroHYQxU
I also have a brand new limited edition book, Rise Up Collected Poems and Short Stories, available on Booksie
The wildflower liked being in the wild.
Flourishing in silent peace
while dancing in the wind.



Shell ✨🐚
Always be yourself. Peaceful.
THE SEA TO SEE

the sea saw her first
"Oh!" said the sea
"Oh! said she

she chased after a wavelette
the wavelette
chased after her

"Look...me in sea..me in sea!"
sea puts an arm 'round her shoulder
smiles as the camera goes click

sick mummy
she brings her the sea to see
cupped in her tiny hands

the blue house
with the yellow door
patchwork quilt dancing on the line

waves shyly lick
between her toes
as if she's tamed an ocean

an ocean
like a genie let out of a bottle
walking beside my daughter

an ocean
smiling with all
its horizon

some scattered birds
like thoughts
the ocean has thought up

not willing to leave it
she cries
to the sea

"Shhhhhhh....!"
shushes the sea
. . .shhhhhhh!"
Look at
them gather
at the gallows.
That's entertainment.
Monkeys sell
popcorn, and do
tricks, dressed in
sailor suits.
You bought your
tickets,
Now enjoy the show.

The crowds get bigger.
Everyone loves a
good tragedy, except
the one being hanged.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7n3PXaA5szQKvZ8VlkcxTA
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
It’s such a strange question
It should be self evident
Anatomy physiology
but apparently it’s not?

My generation
cherished a dapper swole man
Arnold Schwarzenegger
7 time Mr.Olympia took it a tad too far

But you get the picture
A strong man who can provide for his wife
The Bible says a man’s body is not his own.
It belongs to his wife.

A woman’s body is not her own.
It belongs to her husband.
In this way, each person is
Looking out for the other’s needs.

Love, honor, cherish till death us do part
Each other own’s their heart
A novel concept, but who Actually practices The words, Jesus preached

When a man and a woman are
Walking on the sidewalk
The woman walks on the inside.
The reasoning is as follows;

The woman is shielded by her man.
From sewage splashing bedpan dumping
Crashing cars dangers from the street.
This is been the case since medieval times.

The strong virile man protects his lady
first and foremost, even to his own peril.
As there is a left and a right hand, so too A man and a woman a complete pair
BLT Webster’s Word of the Day challenge
7-7-24  Swole
A muscular man physical physique
I’m sure they’re going to be some who don’t agree with this and that’s fine. But I’ve been with my husband for over 40 years. And we live this way.
.
.

I close my lonely eyes
And listen to the wind.

SE
You stole a poem from my heart
So now I can't separate
Real life from art
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