Cleaning the yard can be quite hard. ~ A lovely day no where close to May. ~ Down tree limbs a brush pile laden to the brim. ~ Saw’em up and burn’em in a pit; clean that yard. Have a pop and sit. ~ Enjoy being outside. Watch the sun; across the sky, ride. ~Continue reading “Eat or breathe”
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Talk about
My world is calm and peaceful this morning. Last of winters snow covers the ground. Nothing is making a sound. ~ For a moment, sit, embrace the cold. Listen for natures stories untold. ~ “Still dreaming of things never meant to be?” With a half smile, sweet reply, ‘still dreaming of that pie in theContinue reading “Talk about”
Bittersweet
Bittersweet, success from the start. Success drives the mind, body and heart. ~ Success for a better life. Life without strife. ~ Success to share. Share with those treasured ones who care. ~ Bittersweet, success when you’ve made it to the top. Only to find those you thought cared, stopped. *A poetic conversation 2024
The hunter; part 2
This was their sympathy? Placing me in the night sky for eternity? ~ Canis Major and Canis Minor my only companions. Feelings akin to abandon. ~ Denied my Merope, not from above. Blinded for my love. ~ Accused, Artemis for trying to rape her. Hunters we were. ~ Apollo’s jealousy over Artemis’, What a fuss?Continue reading “The hunter; part 2”
Behold!
I am so glad you said you were in a silly mood earlier today. I bit it not to make the cheese say: ~ ‘Found us, you did. Hunger pains you want to rid. ~ Eat us up in a salad. Much needed flavor. Your taste buds ballad. ~ Your mouth salivated. At our delightfulContinue reading “Behold!”
Angry cow: a haiku
Negative
I can say with the upmost honesty, I’m thrilled at the negativity. ~ Happy you are finally gone. Happy from my body you have been thrown. ~ Bye, bye Covid. You took away my novid. ~ Days I stayed held up in the house. Days I wasn’t quite as a mouse. ~ But you’ve gone.Continue reading “Negative”
The Hunter
Circles in my life: a haiku
Few circles contain truer quality that my circle of love ones. Monday Poetry Prompt: Circle, Few, Quality | Living Poetry
Bring me spring
Jealous, I am of your pretty weather. Thick rain keeps me to my chair tethered. ~ Cold temps are a drag. Mama on t.v., not to brag. ~ Planning vacation with fam-ends. Eatin’ chicken livers for din. ~ Homemade fudge and a diet Mt. Dew. Not too bad. Spew sky, spew. ~ *Bois d’ arcContinue reading “Bring me spring”
