Morning glory

  

                                 When the moon peeks out through the treetops,
                                     it's so reassuring to see;
                                    in the still morning air, to see her still there
                                         is always a comfort to me!

Oblation

                                            She stood alone at the hilltop,
                                              reaching her arms up high,
                                                    displaying a perfect body,
                                                       and offering it all to the sky.

Fellow feelings?

  

                                     Why do folks scream at a poor little slug, -
                                         if  you think he can hurt you, that's rubbish!
                                      What's the offense when we share the same sense.
                                          I mean, - don't you ever feel sluggish?

Incredible edible

                                           They say it's really a veggie,
                                               I don't know if it's bitter or sweet;
                                             I never could cook it, I just have to look, -
                                                    it's too beautiful, surely to eat?!


                                                                              (it's called "romanesca")

Betting game

  

                                    It looks like two teams are competing, -
                                         Mother Nature and Civilization;
                                           so which will be crowned, - or still be around,
                                                at the end-of-the-world celebration?

Dogmobile

                                   I watched this brave paraplegic
                                       trotting along at a pace,
                                           and I wondered,  if we were as burdened as he,
                                                  would we have as much courage and grace?

Ticker tunes

                                         
                                       
                                          I was wired, yesterday, to an echo machine
                                                to check out my heart and its faults;
                                               and its problem, I heard, was the beat it preferred, -
                                                     a hip-hop instead of a waltz.

'Bye bud

                                        If the first bud gets praises heaped upon her,
                                              Shouldn't the last one deserve the same honor?

Shape shifting

  

                                           I love all the colors and spaces and shapes
                                              that you see on the street or wherever;
                                                  but, though it is fine to see just one design,
                                                      it's nice when they're all mixed together.

Drop-off

                                         If you have a slight grudge against me,
                                              if you'd like me to disappear,
                                                if you wish you could take me and drop me,
                                                   oh  please, just don't drop me here!

Grave thoughts

 

                                        I wandered through the pet graveyard,
                                            sad at the loss of their friends;
                                               but I do hope their art will be taken to heart,
                                                  so tragedy won't strike again!

High dives

    

                                  I watched all the pelicans soaring,
                                       and I saw when they spotted their plunder;
                                            but I never could catch them diving,
                                              just show you  how far they go under.

Final passage

 

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                                     I'm watching a ship being towed from the Bay,
                                         an old ship we'll never more see;
                                          and I' m thinking that that would be nice for me,
                                                to go under the bridge, out to sea.

Liking lichen

    

                                  What a wondrous machine is the lichen,
                                      it has partners that build hand in hand;
                                         with fungi that feed and algae that breed,
                                               it covers one tenth of our land!

Sailing circles?

 

                                       I watched them with some confusion,
                                         from my perch above the Sound,
                                            but, trying my best, I still couldn't guess, -
                                              do sailboats play merry-go-round?

Gkory be!

                                At our birth, we are told in one story,
                                   we arrive "trailing clouds of glory";
                                      well if that is true and they're right,
                                          we sure got a crowd last night!

Color chatter

 

                                       Don't try to analyze color,
                                           don't ask what you're 'sposed to see;
                                               don't let it annoy, just try to enjoy,
                                                  let it be what it wants to be!

Stone's story

 

                              You just tumbled down from the cliff-face,
                                   exposing your past as you fell;
                               now to see all those lines reflecting your times,  -
                                   what interesting tales you could tell!

Cool cat

 

                                   I got tired of being a victim
                                        of every neighborhood beast;
                                    so my folks took pity, found this phony kitty
                                       now this real one can rest in peace.

Fish tales

                                                  It's nice when it's finally acknowledged,
                                                    though just in an artist's dream, -
                                                    that the life of a fish is not just what we'd wish,
                                                       when we have to keep battling upstream!

Camouflage

                                    I'll bet you can't tell what this is,
                                         it looks like an artwork, almost;
                                             but a dabble of paint makes it seem what it ain't, -
                                                    it's just a mailbox on a post.

Play time?

                                   Peeking out from the mountain,
                                       the little cloud seemed to say,
                                        "I followed the moon, did I get here too soon?
                                             Is it OK to come out and play?"

Hanging out

                                        Are you sure that it's wise to build out that far,
                                           just hanging in space that way?
                                       Will you dare to sit there, just floating in air,
                                             when they take the support poles away?

Higher!

                                             Why does a building have to get higher,
                                                    just to out-do the building next door?
                                                Is it so tough, to just say "enough", -
                                                     do we always have to have more?

Green!

                                      I shiver and splash as the winter rains fall,
                                          and long for a change of scene;
                                             but oh what a sight, when just overnight,
                                               I am greeted with glorious green!

Breathe!

 

                                   In case you have trouble remembering,
                                       just when you should inhale or ex-,
                                         just look to your  shoes, they'll  help you to choose,
                                             so you'll always know when to breathe next.


                                                                      with thanks to Mary Lou D'auray

Moses?

                                          Has Moses gone back to the mountain,
                                             where his orders were first received?
                                      Is he tired of them now, is he breaking his vow?
                                              Is there something new to believe?

Shame?

                                         I'm also ashamed that I have to admit,
                                           though Apple may brag a bit much,
                                            that it's not just the insides of all of their works,

                                              but the outsides that I love to touch!

"Out there"

                                    No matter what's going on where  you are,
                                        whatever the view, or how fair,
                                            there's always a lure, you always are sure
                                                that there's something more wondrous "out there".

Power!

                                  These lads have a clear obsession,
                                     that their elders can't quite understand;
                                       the sheer fascination of their domination, -
                                            the power they hold in their hand!

"Small stones": anniversary

 

                                     "Small stones" come in all sizes and shapes,
                                           observations that happen my way;
                                             sights that hint of a story, of sadness or glory,
                                                that I've wanted to share every day.

                                        But now, after three hundred and sixty five "stones",
                                           I may not check in every day,
                                                still I want to keep blogging, it's good for the noggin,
                                                          so don't go too far away!