Lost at sea?

                                             Rub a dub dub, three men in a tub,
                                                whatever happened to them?
                                            If this was their boat, that didn't quite float,
                                                    I do hope they knew how to swim!

Construction

       
                                     You can choose mountains and fences and  trees,
                                            and glue all these pieces together;
                                        but you're never quite done 'til you've added the sun,
                                             so they all can enjoy the weather!

Remembrance

                                               It must feel great to be honored,
                                                  in music or writings or art;
                                               but best of all, to be found on a wall,
                                                    in feelings that come from the heart.

Ghost?

 

                                     I saw a grey ghost in the twilight last night,
                                           it was a strange kind of a meeting;
                                         and whether her sign was a "hi" or "goodbye"
                                              I appreciated the greeting.

Dog dreams

  

                                     I must have flown up to heaven,
                                         where I didn't think dogs were allowed;
                                             but I know I am there cuz I'm floating on air,
                                                  wrapped in the arms of a cloud!


                                                                            (with thanks to Maggie and Will)

Fly away

 

                                             I try to be gentle with flies,
                                                just shoo them out of the door,
                                            but when caught on the mat, I say "please don't do that,"
                                                we really don't need any more!

Old folks

                                        We never were drawn to each other
                                              when we were all green on the tree;
                                                   but now that we're aging together.
                                                         what a wonderful pair we could be!

Past peak

      

                                 There's a lot to be said for aging,
                                     despite our decline in physique;
                                          it's nice to review what we don't have to do,
                                             like I don't  have to conquer a peak!

Dog gone (2)

                                     Let me be a shining example,
                                          Of some bad things people  can  do;
                                       I was loved and adored, then thrown overboard,
                                         Dont let this happen to you!









world ca be,
                       

Grandpa?

                                            I know I don't look like  your grandpa,
                                                 I'm not on your family tree;
                                                      So we're not the same, well I'm not to blame ,
                                                           my family appreciates me!

Eager egret

                                     When the sun turns the water to silver,
                                         it brings out the rover in me;
                                            and I'm sure, as I strut, that there's no question but
                                                   the egret is king of the sea!

Heart-less

 

                                       Oh dearie me, whose heart can that be?
                                            I hope it was not thrown away!
                                               A heart is a thing one never should fling, -
                                                     just get angry some other way!

No show

                                         They used to like to pretty me up,
                                              so I'd win 'em a prize in the show;
                                                  now it's them what gets pretty and goes to the city,
                                                       and me what's got nowhere to go.

Battle cry

  

                                   "Forth into battle" was always the cry,
                                           and for somebody's honor, of course.
                                                 So, naturally, then, they'd lose some good men,
                                                       but why sacrifice a good horse?

Rain's pain

                                   

                                                I

                                    Have  you thought what it's like to be Rain?

                                        The decisions! - again and again!

                                           Folks pray for a touch,  they die with too much,

                                             I say it's a pain to be Rain!

Shadow

 

                                              I know there's a shadow behind me, -
                                                  is she there to haunt or inspire?
                                                     Is she chiding my past for the sins I've amassed,
                                                          or urging me on to reach higher?

Sky pie

  

                                       Someone's been streaking across my sky,
                                            I don''t know who and I don't know why;
                                               but they're' slicing it up like pieces of pie, -
                                                    oh please don't chop up my pretty blue sky!

Gone grace

                                            Oh for the days when Astaire ruled the screen,
                                               dancing with top hat and tails;
                                                  now it's all jazz and razzamatazz,
                                                    simple grace no longer prevails.

Iron aura

  

                                                 I live here under the boat dock,
                                                     supporting a piling of stone;
                                                        and I feel like a star, that a small iron bar,
                                                             has a glory all of its own!

False front?

  

                                        When someone works hard at shutting you out,
                                             they clearly have something to hide;
                                                so I know it looks scary, and I should be wary,
                                                      but I do yearn to just peek inside!

Not today

                                              

       

                                            I know that whoever/whatever you are,

                                                 you''re supposed to have something to say;

                                                     so I'll just say 'goodbye', cuz the fact is that I

                                                          just don't feel like talking today!

Recycle?

                                             He said nobody would want me,
                                                  so he threw me into the bin;
                                                       and now I am stuck. but maybe, with luck,
                                                               the trashman will take me with him?

'Coon's character?

  

                                   You look like a little angel,
                                         when touched by an artist's pen;
                                              but don't think, my pretty, you'll get any pity,
                                                     if you tear up my garden again!

                                                                                                 art by Contessa

Poignant past

                                      It's not so bad being a statue,
                                            you don't mind the fog and the rain;
                                                but oh what I'd give for one moment to live, -
                                                      one glorious gallop again!

Moss thoughts

 

                                     When you see how the moss softens wrinkles in rocks,
                                        while us old folks just have to fuss, -
                                            why can't cosmetic makers, those movers and shakers,
                                                   develop a nice moss for us?

Dog dream

                                    I know you can't call me  handsome,
                                        or clever, as some dogs can be;
                                           but I could be true, if someone like you
                                                 could put up with some one like me.

Faces

  

 

                                      I keep seeing faces in all kinds of places.
                                         wherever I happen to be.
                                     I don't mean to pry, and I do hope that I'm
                                               not invading their privacy.

Armageddon?

    

                                    I saw this great orange explosion,
                                         and, as it rose brighter and higher,
                                             I asked of the blast, "has it come, then, at last, -
                                                   has the whole bloody world caught on fire?"

Lichen landscape

 

                                    We like to think we're a landscape,
                                         at least it's' our fond pretense;
                                             but it's really not snowing, just us lichen growing
                                                     on top of an old wooden fence.

Enough!

                                               I tried to be scary and witchy,
                                                      going from door to door,
                                                 but  with all of those spooks, and dragons and kooks, -
                                                      I just couldn't take any more!