My favorite creatures of the night-
Sometimes after midnight
They fly around the neighborhood
and call out loudly "Who"
And then sometimes repeatedly,
they cry,  "Who, who, who"

Sitting here all alone,
dreaming of the way things could've been

You know why important people always say;
Follow your gut instinct

Because it could really save your day,
and maybe even more
like your life

Look, there goes a dog with almost his whole body
out the driver's side window

and I'm still trying to erase these mental images
from my mind
the guy in the green t'shirt
who was pulling his underwear
out of his crack earlier

And the plus size woman who's dress
blew all the way up
at CVS

Woa! Windy day surprises aren't for
the faint of heart

Was just thinking of all the people
who lived and died

How many people could there be?
Millions, billions, trillions

And every single person's unique
with their own individual story

So astonishing

Just imagine
if you were an apple
an orange, a banana,
a peach, a pear
All day you could hang
from a tree limb
And no one would care
Unless they were hungry

Words I admire,
Alphabet absolutely
Beyond beautiful
Consideration and compassion
Darling division dreams
Earth excellence
Fabulous favorites
Green grapes
Horizons of Hawaii
Improve Intelligence
Jewels of joy
Kittens of kindness
Love and laughter
Missing Mother
Necessity naps naturally
Opera, orchestra, obviously
Personification
Quizzes of Quasars
Romances of Rome
Supercalifragilistexpialidocious
Time traveling trio
Understatement unraveled
Vines of Verona
Xylophones
Yukon
Zero zapped

"Oh!, was one of those amazing Friday afternoons
When I was enjoying a steaming cup of coffee
Along with a biscotti and imagining a perfect world
You know one of those perfect worlds
that exists in other suburbs, and other zipcodes
So I turned to poetry my favorite past time
and hoped to find meaning there
And you know what they say, whoever they are
They all say this, everyone of them,
so I imagine there must be some truth to their words
, "Fate is in charge of our destinies"
So I read your words flying through the matrix
Each rhythmic line, each word, each syllable
And I thought, "Hey this poet is onto something"
As those poetic words stopped me in my tracks
and held me starstruck and spellbound
Stunned, Yes poet I was more than stunned
Kind of like when I rode across the southern sky
In a gold chariot pulled along by Sirius
Though now as I finish my coffee and biscotti
I can only  imagine and wonder