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Judy Ponceby Apr 2014
blackjack
a cat in fact
travels far and wide.

he cries and cries
for years it seems
following the tides.

he wanders
near and wanders far
searching for his pride.

sets up shop
on our step
and in our hearts abide.

he stays a day
maybe two
then hits the road astride.

where he wanders
we know not
we just enjoy the ride.
To our Nomad Friend  Blackjack.  A superb specimen of catliness.
Judy Ponceby Aug 2013
crows in threes
beneath the boughs,
bow low to thee
my lady.
Judy Ponceby Jul 2013
This world is huge.  It's small.  Its infinitesimal and vast.
How did we come by such a beauteous and frightful place?
Out in the cosmos, alone and crowded.
Living our lives in years that are only a blink in time.
What laws of nature bind us?  What freedoms do we possess?
Time rushes by only to stand still.
So many questions.  So many answers.
Which is right?  Which wrong?  Is it only a matter of perception?
Such is the human mind.  Always questioning, contradicting.
Seeking and avoiding.  Creating and destroying.
This is a repost because I have learned a great deal about punctuation and revamped it a bit.
Judy Ponceby Feb 2013
******
a ****** of crows
****** your cousin
a ******
is it a mob, a crime, a vacant thought
depends
on how you view

mur der....
a little inspiration from www.oneword.com   where 60 seconds is all you get! :)
Judy Ponceby Sep 2012
The rain streaks the window pane
heavy and thick,
falls as a burden upon ears
aching to hear the turn of a key in the lock,
the scrape of leather on the wooden slats of a porch.
Its silver slick shine reflects the stillness.
Damp musty odors rise from the earth
where undisturbed it waits for footsteps
belonging to one who bears the rays of hope and life,
the very sun itself in heart and soul.
And so, time passes....
Judy Ponceby Jul 2012
C'mere, babe.
Let me wipe those tears away
and still that trembling lip.
Let me wrap these arms around you
and calm your quaking heart
Let me look into your eyes
and steady your uncertainty.

C'mere, babe.
Let me show you what it means
to be seen.
Let me show you what it means
to be heard.
Let me show you what it means
to be touched.

C'mere babe.
Let me teach you to laugh again
Let me teach you to sing again
Let me teach you to dance again.

C'mere babe.

Look at me.

Laugh with me.

Love me.......
Judy Ponceby Jun 2012
I never knew there was
a special person out there
just for me.

I never knew he was more
than a dream.

I never knew he could make
my heart sing and the sun
shine.

I never knew that one look,
one touch from him could take
my breath away.

I never knew, until
I knew him.
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