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.