Tide Table

Bare toes, blue water

Minutes stretched thin across time

Watching tide’s return

Sand pipers scurry

Shy of ripples’ foamy touch

Dashing to safe shore

Footprints on the beach

Now you see them, now you don’t

Magical sunset

(Note: I’m tired of being sick and writing about being sick, so I went to the beach in my mind. The photos are all from Pinterest.)

Standards

Firmly established

Benchmarks of true excellence

One’s personal best

Quality measured

Quantity notwithstanding

Who sets the standard?

Do leopards count spots?

Does spring’s robin rank his songs?

Ah, humanity!

This was inspired by my friend Marty, who writes a terrific blog, snakesinthegrassblog.com. The content in Marty’s blog is always outstanding. He provides useful information in an entertaining format, and I always look forward to his posts. He subscribes to a high personal standard of writing.

Recently I shared with Marty that some days I really don’t feel like writing anything, but at the same time I hate to let the blog wither. I’m not reluctant to sacrifice quality for quantity. Is that a sad thing? Should I begin holding myself to a higher standard? But as I asked Marty, “Why start now?”

This silly blog sustains me in a weird way. To paraphrase Descartes, “I write, therefore I am.”

Peace, people.

Beach Combers (reblog)

A vintage photo of my cousin and his friends playing music on the beach inspired me to write this poem a couple of years ago. I’d forgotten about it until today when the photo showed up in his Facebook feed.

Rock on.

https://nananoyz5forme.com/2017/04/15/beach-combers/

Searching for the Right Valentine’s Day Card

How Do I Love Him? In 25 Words or Less

On February 2nd

The search began

For a card proclaiming

Undying love for my man

I looked at flirty cards

And sexy ones

Religious and

Romantic ones

Those that didn’t

Catch my eye

Were too verbose

With too many verses for my guy.

The number one thing

He likes in a card

Is conciseness in verbiage,

Just a few words from a bard.

So I strive to appease

The less words the better

This year I found one

With only one letter:

👁 💖 U

I think he’ll like that message, don’t you? I’m not sure I can find one with a briefer one.

The Colt’s Concern (reblog)

This is another of my collaborative pieces with photographer Julie Powell. I just love her artwork. Be sure to click the link to also have access to Julie’s site. Thanks!

https://nananoyz5forme.com/2016/09/10/the-colts-concern/

Meditation Song (reblog)

I’m not feeling very energetic this morning. I’ll spare you the details, but hoping to see my doctor sometime today. In the meantime, I thought this previously posted poem might suffice for my daily offering.

Peace, people.

https://nananoyz5forme.com/2016/06/21/meditation-song/

Falling Words

I tried to write a poem, but the words fell off the page

They puddled on the floor in coils of rhymes gone wrong

And no matter how hard I tried to gather them together

They slipped through my fingers too agitated to coalesce

No scheme, no order, no reason or reflection, no arbitrary alliteration

Hell, I’m no poet. I don’t even play one on tv.

Deep Thinking about Free Stuff

Today I pondered the good things in life that are free:

A kiss, a hug, honest conversation

A walk in the park, a turn on the swings

Saturdays doing nothing

A nap, a snuggle, a genuine smile

A song, a prayer, dancing in the dark

Warm sunshine on my face

A gentle touch, a kind word, a giggle

Shared tears, shared meals

The scent of fresh cut flowers

The songs of birds as they discuss the day

Now, all this pondering was prompted by a trip to a local office supply store. Did you know that it doesn’t cost a thing to use the hole punch at Staples? Winning!

Peace, people