Kringle, my selfie elf, wanted in on the blogging gig. I told him it pays nothing, but he’s just full of good will and charity. Enjoy:
Every Christmas
Kringle elf patiently waits
For Santa’s signal
Silver bells ringing
Calling across time and space
To all clever elves
“Hurry ho, ho, home!”
Santa cries, “Christmas draws nigh!”
Elves rush north posthaste
Kringle soon will leave
For Santa’s North Pole workshop
Where magic lives still
Praying for Eyebrowz Copyright 2015 by Leslie Noyes.
counting syllables
five, seven, then five again
sometimes those aren’t e-
(nough.)
mathematicians
find pleasure in haiku
where numbers still count.
Einstein, the poet?
relativity in words
theoretically.
head throbs, stomach roils
nausea threatens to rise;
drunken aftermath.
unwelcome symptoms,
consequences of
over indulging.
should know better now
in fifth decade’s last hurrah
I learned too slowly.
Peace, people!
I might’ve had way too much to drink at my high school reunion this weekend.
My birthday flowers,
a thoughtful gift from my son
and his lovely wife,
look as beautiful
today as they did Monday
and smell heavenly.
Thank you Jason and Liz!
rock among others
indistinctive attributes,
yet describable.
smooth textured pebble
child’s palm-sized, mottled dull brown
weighted, not heavy.
all in the wrist twist
flat bottom skips across lake
two, three, four, five times.
golden-wrapped autumn
wears a light hooded jacket
when function meets style.
pumpkins by truckloads
‘neath autumn’s bluest skies
poker faced lanterns.
Peace, people!
small towns lack some perks
like traffic jams, long commutes,
and endless traffic.
rush hour lasts minutes
and might be easily missed
while enjoying wine.
discouraging heights
intimidate most climbers
except those lovelorn. 
all those tangled hearts
drawn to assail reaches lost
without hope’s reward.
no rope, nor pulleys
may be enlisted for cause,
spurring hopelessness.
when is it okay
to scream in frustration’s wake?
ignorance was bliss.
crisp golden aspens
burst full with autumn’s glory
along Old Lyme Creek
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 