Waiting in line, it’s what we all do.We’ve all been trained to stand in a queue.To pay for your groceries, you get in a line,When you’re ordering food, there’s a line just to dine. To travel, you need to show your IDYou can’t just shout, hey “it’s me, it’s me”.Go to the doctor- you needContinue reading “Lines”
Tag Archives: Poetry
Proverbs
This saying is right whether day or by night,“You can’t eat an elephant in just one bite”.The moral is do it a bit at a time,And with an elephant, maybe add some thyme! It’s said “A roaring lion kills no game”When you talk too much it makes you seem lame.Maybe it is time for youContinue reading “Proverbs”
First Chair
I stroll through a beautiful garden, enjoying the perfumed scent of the gardenias, when I notice the scent of jasmine lingering nearby. Jasmine, growing alongside the gardenias, competes for the senses. The white flower blossoms co-mingle, contrasting with the deep green leaves. The flowers seem to whisper in place, shyly dancing in the breeze. TheContinue reading “First Chair”
Inner Voice
The darkness of Space speaks volumesIn its silence Bright starsTwinklelighting darkness In its path The softness of your Touchcementsthe firmness ofMy love The silence of Spacesoothes my innerVoice The path filled with Starsbrightens my Mind The firmness of ourLovesoftens my Soul.
Sparkling Seashells
Waves crash against the shoreCreeping forwardLeaving seaweed In its wake Swooping seagullsGrabbing seaweedIn their beaksFlying offWings flapping Sunshine heatsWarming footstepsIn the sandTiptoe, tiptoeWater’s calling Rolling wavesForming sea foamA healthy coastlineEncouraging lifeSeashells sparkling
Crunching Silence
The day’s shivering cold, the grass is bone dry,You’ll hear it crinkle under your feet as you walk by. The crunch, crunch, crunching, tells the deers you’re near,They sniff and sense that you’re close enough to fear. Walking oh so quietly and as slowly as I can,I find a place to hunker down since hidingContinue reading “Crunching Silence”
I Like Curly Hair
Fall Leaves
Colorful leaves crunch under my feet,Creating the sounds of fall’s heartbeat.The air is filled with an aroma of smoke,A drift from chimneys, I smell burning oak. Leaves still fall and cover the ground,Branches almost bare – a new look is found.Shadows fall across the blanketed yard.Strong feelings emerge of an old postcard. Memories evoked –Continue reading “Fall Leaves”
