My motivational speech is done
The stimulated swim in the future dream
They jump and squeal; their planning begun
“What the mind can conceive and believe, it can achieve.”
Summer banquet never end
We long for your taste embrace
Alas, the fresh baskets now shallow
As the garden planters go fallow
Our winter dreams recall summer
When we ate all wanted at supper.
We scurry across the avenues Sometimes we ride on ocean cruises We sing at festivals Ruining our hearing with high decibels Anything to escape reality choices Our spirit and body rejoices! The natural and manmade spectacles Our summertime travel. From Iceland to Zimbabwe oohs We delight in discovering new hues Our pictures and mementos release chemicals To remind of us of the sights, wonders, and smells! On the projector screen we peruse Our summertime travel.…
Some shout no to corporate welfare And spit on those who say otherwise. Tax loopholes seem unfair, To those who minimize Their day-to-day and scrutinize The monthly budget. The craftsmen yowl this advice, Be a Maker, Not a Taker. An artisan lists out what’s true and fair; A list of various jobs and supplies. To complete his family’s share Of fruited endeavors reprise. The labor like clockwork unifies The sons and daughters sextet. The craftsmen…
White parasol linen Feather petals pillow soft Magic reflection. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like That’s a Wrap Knight Approaches Softly Postmeridian Cynosure Reflected in Morning Light A Simple Mistake
Strand Of Green Whispering Subtle pleasures On the wind a song sings Aw-Di-Hi-Oh I blow out frets Bamboo reed Song stills Mind Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like Knight Approaches Softly A Splash of Red Twilight Settled Around the Texas Spoon The Gardener Longs for Spring
The gossip fails to interest him, Real housewives provide no whim, The endless chatter from the box, Never topping spring equinox. Transplanting flowers from the seed, Small, pale, helpless leaves proceed No April Showers, so May balks Never topping spring equinox. Finally, water pours over plant, The pail neck leaks but a scant, Of moisture fallen from shamrocks, Never topping spring equinox. Summer now, the garden delights, Hummingbirds dab on nectar flights, Still, he misses…
Coin carries a wish Dropped in the magic well Princess wants coin back. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like Magic Reflection of Light That’s a Wrap Knight Approaches Softly A Simple Mistake
Riding behind in a long red wagon, He sits, he smiles, plays with the air, he watches Her ponytail bobbing in rhythm as she pulls The red wagon up the road in the pines They stop at a library, he toddles up Children’s books about bunnies and ducks He giggles and claps at the animal Pictures while struggling to understand her; He sees the love in her warm smiling face She’s older now,…
I’ve got a tiger by the tail Its plain to see came a Buck Owens wail From the jukebox hidden near the bar In a West Texas dance hall far Away on a farm-to-market road Near a cotton bale load Hammer man tuned the piano, sunlight gave way to moon Barmaid dried the glasses, as twilight settled around the Texas Spoon A Post cowboy and a Hale Center mill man Rushed inside to find a…