Boredom reared its ugly head,So I decided to write instead,Of letting myself come undone;And thus resulted in Chapter One.Then life tossed so much my way,Tasks and commitments every day;I find I have too much to do;How will I ever write Chapter Two?
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The Happy Pumpkin
There was a happy pumpkin,Until it got to school,And found it left its homework,At home atop a stool. There was a sad pumpkin,Sitting in its chair,Hoping that the teacher,Would forget that it was there. There was a surprised pumpkinWhen its mom showed up in styleAnd handed it its homeworkWith a wink and a smile. ThereContinue reading “The Happy Pumpkin”
Can I be?
Can I be a pigeon,or a gull on the beach?Circling the tourists,yet just out of reach.Hoping for scraps,they’ll toss out my way,or a dropped sandwich,will make a great day.Can I be a pigeon,or gull on the shore?Digging up clams,and searching for more.The life of a shore bird,is the life for me;So long as the toddlers,willContinue reading “Can I be?”
Me In The Tree
I lost my mother to Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma over a year ago. Her dear friends planted a Red Maple in her memory at a neighborhood park, where my mother enjoyed walking and bird watching. I had the pleasure of visiting the maple this week, just as the leaves are starting to turn. It reminded me ofContinue reading “Me In The Tree”
Psychological Inhibition
Why believe it cannot be done?Getting there is half the fun.See the vision and follow through;Find delight in something new.Why believe it’s been enough?Just because the journey’s tough.There’s yet so much to bring about;Take a breath, release the doubt. Why not believe the result is imminent?On the horizon, the reward munificent;The gift of releasing heartContinue reading “Psychological Inhibition”
Autumn
You are by far my favorite; Bringing relief from the stifling heat; Showing off all of your beautiful colors. But how can I fully enjoy you? Knowing that your time here is fleeting; And dreading what is to come; Your frigid successor is on the way.
Whirlwind
Peace, tranquility, freedom, space;Then you arrive to take their place;Wreaking havoc at a frenetic pace; A whirlwind in a competitive race.Sucking in all that is near;Holding on tight to all that’s dear;Then letting go without fear;Dissipating as quickly as you appear.Fatigue, boredom, empty space;Nothing here to take your place;Moving at a solemn pace;Losing steam inContinue reading “Whirlwind”
Toddler
He’s just a toddler;So they say;Running in circles;All about play.But a closer look;Will soon unveil;A unique being;An incredible tale.
Full Moon
What is this restlessness that disturbs my sleep?An inner tide tugging in all directions.I open my eyes to a light filled room, though it is not yet morning.I rise from my bed and peek through the slats of the blinds.My breath catches in my throat, as I behold a most spectacular sight;A full moon winkingContinue reading “Full Moon”
The Marsh
Moments may be harsh;Though there is nothing but joy;Gazing at the marsh.
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