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Friday, August 31, 2012

Ding Ling-er



                                         There was an old man from Ding Ling,
                                               who never approved of a thing;
                                                   he turned up his nose at even a rose.
                                                           He had a sad life in Ding Ling.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Fairy tale



                                 There are fairies down at the fountain, mama,
                                         they must have come down to play.
                                          Come with me, mama, and see them,
                                                come quick or they'll fly away!

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Leaf's legacy



                                   As part of my tree, I was never just me,
                                          just another "book on the shelf ";
                                                but now that I've left the old home for good,
                                                     I can finally be seen for myself!

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Street sweet



                                   I was crossing the street  when I first saw her face,
                                        beguiled by those bewitching eyes;
                                             but I had to give way when a car came my way,
                                                  so I left her on Riverside Drive.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Fountain's frets

 


                                        I like being a fountain,
                                            cuz I get to make bubbles all day;
                                               but bubblings no fun, if it's only for one,
                                                      won't someone come over to play?

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Future pet?

    


                                    Is this what our Rover will look like,
                                        thanks to those with the robotic maps?
                                           ..and then do we get to become their pet,
                                                  and end up asleep in their laps?

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Thistle's whistle



                                  We thistles are proud of our offspring,
                                      they're born and shot off like missiles;
                                       at the rate they are growing and the distance they're going,
                                           we'll cover the world with thistles!

Friday, August 24, 2012

Brief beliefs



                                  When I see a statement like this one,
                                         I know some will scoff it as brittle;
                                      but for me, what I saw. fills me with awe, -
                                           that so much can be said with so little!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Sun-kissed



                                      When the sun strikes the surf at the seashore,
                                                  it sets off a sequence inside;
                                             my voice starts to cheer, my eyes start to tear,
                                                    and my heart roars in with the tide.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Too much?

  


                                         Mostly I keep my eyes open,
                                              to see what the world's all about;
                                                  but when the whole rigamarole's out of control,
                                                       I just have to shut it all out!

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Invitation?


                                   This car is proud to be purple, it seems, -
                                              is that what he wants us to see?
                                        Or does he just wish us to join him in kind, -
                                               and that's a tough challenge for me!





Monday, August 20, 2012

Dancer?

  

                                            Most dancers you see are young and alert,
                                                  with sinuous movements and drive;
                                                but some of us come from the frond of a tree,
                                                       just trying to look still alive.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Patience



                                    Dora's my favorite dove because
                                        she has such a patient hauteur;
                                     she sits at the foot of the feeder and waits
                                         for the seeds to drop down on her.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Who am I?

  
   
                                             It's always appealing to change how we look,
                                                     into angels or devils or elves.
                                              Do you think there's a time we could ever resign
                                                        ourselves to just be ourselves?

Friday, August 17, 2012

Vigil



                                       She stands there and waits, alert and awake,
                                             for the gift she will get from the sea;
                                           no get-up-and-go, no dash to and fro,
                                                         my model of dignity!

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Passions



                                              I value all kinds of creative juices
                                                     that give an artist a passion;
                                                  but sometimes I'm not sure I can share their allure
                                                      when they turn their passion to fashion.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Buttoned up



                                                    I'll betcha you never before did see
                                                            a man that's all covered with buttons.
                                                     But I'll bet my hat  you'd rather see that,
                                                          than a man that's all covered with nothin'!


                                                                                  artwork by Marie Bergstedt


Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Envy

 


                                                  I'm just a wee little turtle down  here,
                                                        envying you on high;
                                                      but I've always wanted to ask you,
                                                               "how does it feel to fly?"

Monday, August 13, 2012

Private pond

   

                                         My Molly was tired of the mob scene,
                                                    they never would leave us alone;
                                               so I flew up and down, and looked all round,
                                                         and found us a pond all our own.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Queen

    


                                     When a body attracts your attention,
                                          the moment they walk on a scene,
                                             it's like something inside has filled them with pride, -
                                                 they just know they were born to be queen!

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Freedom

  



                                       What a rich artistic depiction
                                              of someone who's truly free;
                                                  whatever is coming.......then let it come, -
                                                          whatever will be, will be.

                                                                           
                                                                               art work by Mari Andrews

Friday, August 10, 2012

Feather fantasy



                                              How lovely to lie down in feathers,
                                                      as many and deep as you please;
                                                 but with my luck I"d get nicely settled
                                                       then spoil the whole thing with a sneeze!

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Water ways

 


                                    I love all the moods of the water, -
                                          you can think it's all calm and serene;
                                      then the next thing you know, it puts on a show,
                                                that looks like a horror scene!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Evolution




                                    It's delightful to see little angels,
                                           in a charming domestic scene;
                                                but where do they go, little angels,
                                                      when they hit the turbulent teens?

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Watchman

  


                                              I've been sitting right here for forever, it seems,
                                                  just  looking out to the sea;
                                                        but day after day no one passes this way,-
                                                              is nobody looking for me?

Monday, August 6, 2012

Fashion statement

   


                                         Fashion's a fickle companion,
                                                it changes from day to day;
                                           for some it's a ruthless dictator,
                                               but "each to his own", I say.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Paper piper



                                                 Some artists are marvels with paper.
                                                     This piper's all paper, no bluff.
                                                 ....and we all know we must pay the piper,  but
                                                          if the piper is paper, then what?

                                                                              Art work by Zwanda

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Growing up



                                            I know I was 'sposed to grow straighter
                                                   but you know how it is with a pup.
                                                 I had so much fun growing 'round and around
                                                         I just didn't want to grow up!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Ford's fantasy



                                    If you ever have wanted to turn things around,
                                           and alter the world in its course, -
                                            what if that Ford man had never conceived
                                                    of a carriage without a horse?

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Blue Berry



                                          I've always been a blue berry
                                                But I haven't a claim to fame,
                                          I wanted to be a blueberry,
                                               but some upstart has stolen the name.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Fence feelings



                                           I've been watching the world from my piece of fence,
                                                  for what seems like a long long, while;
                                               but the people  I see are all up-tight and tense, -
                                                          can't any one spare a smile?