bright flame draws the moth
fleeting flicker captivates
brief celebration
plumage speaks volumes
come to me sweet lady bird
dance within my wings
bright blossoms to bees
irresistable teases
purple siren call
Category: Haiku
So Much for the Pool
I’ve been swimming every day this week. Looks like I won’t be making it today. 
Bummer! Here’s a haiku about my deep despair.
Crap, feck, darn it, damn
Clouds opened up drenching all
I might as well nap.
Peace, people!
Melody
billowing within
notes of longing flow in sync
with love’s earnest needs.
elevate the words
they hold tightly as anchors
for melody’s lure
take me here softly
lay me down to the music
slowly, in good time.
Celebrating Spring
Cute pictures of baby animals with some simple verse interspersed. My work here is done!
Well there you are, Spring!
Full of promise, bright sunshine,
And budding flowers.
Shhh! Learn to listen
To birds chirping, bees humming
Nature’s symphony.
Grab a front row seat
To the pageantry and joy
No ticket required.
Peace, people!
Ponderable
peace on the table
undiluted, unabridged
indescribable
a taste of freedom
delicious imagining
how sweet would it feel?
God in your wisdom
please grant the balm of world peace
all children deserve.
peace, people.
Coloring
buildings, red and green,
blue, coral, with shades of brown
stacked in city high
I purchased this coloring sheet to work on with the grandchildren when I went to babysit them in Illinois a couple of weeks ago. As you can see, we didn’t finish it, so I brought it back home to Florida.
I’m easily amused.
Peace, people!
Skating By
slipping on black ice
skittering wildly on by
hoping for a brake.
once out of control
look out kiddies, here i come
screaming yeehaw, y’all!
’round and ’round again
spinning donuts whip whapping
as hood chases boot.
May I never have to drive on snow and ice again.
Peace, people!
The Sea Knows
The sea knows my name
and calls me ever homeward
here child, you’ll be safe
The sea owns my soul
echoes in the ebb and flow
waves’ endless lament
The sea holds my heart
safely wombed in fathoms deep
swaddling currents’ keep.
Peace, people.
Undecorating Doright Manor
old me, out of shape
laid low by this holiday
undecorating
hips aching, joints creak
too much reaching and bending
Advil take my pain
finally finished
celebrate with Shiner Bock
crap! one Santa left
I went above and beyond the call of duty today. As a perennial underachiever I don’t say that lightly. Not only did I take down all of my Christmas decorations, but I also organized them, and designated certain pieces for Goodwill and others for the trash.
I’ve been threatening to do so for the past ten or twelve years, but always managed to talk myself out of it just in time. Now I know why I put off this task for so long. It took me all day and now I hurt everywhere. Apparently I’m not in good enough shape to put away Christmas decorations. That might be the saddest sentence I’ve ever typed.
Sounds like a great idea for a New Year’s resolution: I resolve to pay someone to do this next year.
Peace, people.
2016
ring in a new year
fresh with possibilities
beautiful and bright
lips meet discreetly
promises sealed at midnight
as chimes mark the hour
a sip of champagne
bubbly, bright, hedonistic
proper beginning
Praying for Eyebrowz 