Touchy

                      We know Nature likes to fool us ,
                     never knowing what mood she is in;
                you look at this quickly you think it is prickly 
                      but  it's soft as a new baby's skin.

Chiief of the peak

                      Is he priding himself on being a winner,
                   or is he just checking his options for dinner?     

                                                                       (art by Michelle Friend)

Quiet Day

(No, Saturday was mousey day, this one is for Sunday)

                Why do we have to describe things in words,
                             who says it's always our duty?
                     Why can't we say just "no words today,
                              today let's experience Beauty."

R.I.P.

                        Well I didn't want him running 'round,
                                but I hadn't wished him dead;
                         so, in respect, he didn't get trashed,
                                  I just buried him instead.

Benjita

  
                           My little fig tree in the corner
                             is a cute one, though not very big;
                        but it's too bad, (and must make her sad):
                               she can never be mom to a fig.

A promise

                           Oh what a promising sight I see
                              when my little squash plant 
                                first peeks through to me!

Minus one

                        Oh poor little birdy, I'm sorry you fell,
                        and its too bad you made such a mess;
              but since you were, I believe, not my favorite breed,
                             at least there is one pigeon less.