Damp descent

                I wonder sometimes,  - if I followed those steps, 

                        to as deep as a step could go

         ...  then who would I meet, and how would we greet,

                     when we met in the parlors below?

Treasury

                             These babies don't look very fancy,

                                   awaiting  the dentist's tools,

                   but for values, all-told, - with the doc and the gold,

                           they're really my finest crown jewels!

Silent stalker

                      Hey, Kitty, hey, have you fallen asleep.
                          or maybe lost track of your mind?
                  You look so demure, are you really quite sure
                         you can handle that dragon behind?

Classy glass

                       You don't get much art in a window,

                 they don't lend themselves much to class;

                    but once in  while, I do get a smile,

                    seeing what can be done with glass!

Fairy nice

               I remember the part fairies played in our youth,

                   and although we seldom would see one,

       we knew how they looked, we'd seen them in books,

                    so we always could try to be one!

Self study

                          I was always just part of a cluster.

                            but now I've been left all alone;

                        It's lonely for me, but now I can see

                           I have a nice shape all my own!

Angel angst

                        They told me I'd have to sit for a bit

                               and watch earth people go  by;

                         but I"ll have a fit if I have to just sit, -

                                 when do I get to to fly?

Wiring woes

                    With all of that fancy equipment,

                and the things that you've learned every day;

              you've tried every tool and you feel like a fool, 

                      so what to do now, -  just pray?

What/where?

                      When I re-discover a photo like this,

                               I end up tearing my hair;

              cuz I do like the flow, but I'm damned if I know

                            what I was seeing, or where!

Transport

                         It's nice to have this contraption

                      to transport your rambunctuous twins;

                but if they are in bed, take the laundry instead,

                          it's better than carrying bins.

How high?

                   If genius were really right there on tap,
                        at your friendly neighborhood bar,
             what would you choose, while cradling your booze,
                      which way would you go, and how far?

Discovey

           There are times when you're playing with crayons,
                       and really just having some fun,
              when it catches your eyes, and you say, with surprise.
                       "I  really like what I've done!   

                                                                                                                       ( thanks to Ian)

Royalty

                When you encounter a creature like this,
                       you know it's your duty to bow;
             it's clear from his stance, the way he can prance,
                      he knows he's a king somehow.

Who? ME??

              When you're getting too big for your britches
                        and need coming down a trace,
      I'll bet you a tuppence you'd get your come-uppance
              when you're faced with this view of your face. 

Whose boots?

                           It used to be boots were for machos,
                       who saved us from outlaws and brutes;
                   now they're silver and sheen, and fit for a queen, -
                      can you picture John Wayne in these boots???

Sea sights?

                           I'm always looking for sea-life,
                          when I gaze at the water a while;
                    and I don't really know, but maybe it's so, -
                            might this be a mermaid's smile?

House here?

                                I like a house that's different,
                                   that has its own special flair;
                     but sometimes the design gets a bit out of line,
                        and you can't be quite sure what's where.

Treasure hunt

                        I know people throw their pennies in here,
                                I can see them shine in the sun;
                          so I'll just have to look, and with any luck,
                                  I can gather them up, every one!

Rough riding?

                                I saw a man riding an ostrich,
                             'twas a very strange sight to see;
                            and what he was doing there, I swear,
                                     he didn't confide in me!

Phone dethroned

                         Oh, that ever I'd  see the day,
             when our lifelines were ripped from their bases!...
           how much of our youth was spent in these booths,
                       now look at the sad little faces!

Seat salute

                    I try to find  pix with a message for me,
                      and mostly so far I've not missed one;
                but try as I might, from morning 'til night, 
                  I'm stuck for a message from this one!

Eagle eye

                              You never know what a photographer
                                   will find to attract her eye,
                             this may not be much, but her talent is such
                                 it could be in a show by and by.

Aerial arias

                   It's hard to pin down this wee mocking bird,
                           but oh, you should hear his song!
                  I'd gladly offer him free room and board,
                      if he'd sing to me all the day long!

Ship shape?

               So these are the creatures who'll race in our bay,
                  with all of those men on the railings;
               such monster machines as we've never seen,
                      but - whatever happened to sailing?

Fan's plan

                   Well I'm a great fan of architect's plans,
                          and this one's a winner no doubt,
             but if you should dare to climb down those stairs,
                     how can you be sure you'll get out?

Show-time

              How would it be if we had our own show, - 
                     if we each had a packet to shoot;
              then whenever we'd met a deadline or bet,
                    we could send off our own salute!

Hangover

                      So you spent all evening carousing,
                         celebrating your country's story;
           and for you it was rough, all that flag-waving stuff,
                        but look what it did to Old Glory!

Courtship

                         They look like an ideal couple,
                             she, so shy and demure,
                  he, the big guy with that glint in his eye,
                       they soon will be partners for sure!

Fancy freeze

                  Oh the blossoms of springtime are heady,
                       and soft summer fragrances nice;
                 but for fanciful lines and intriguing designs, 
                      you can't beat the magic of ice!

Bon appetit

                            Last night I dined on the terrace,
                          it wasn't the best meal I've tasted;
                       but if not for me, at least I could see,
                          that it surely wouldn't be wasted.
                         

Natal notes

                              This lady turns 92 today,
                       (that's why she looks a bit stoned?);
                    so give her a blast - how long can she last?
                          and sing happy birthday to Joan