Like gentle waves rolling into the sand, she lulls me to sleep. Her heart beat sounds like the sweetest sonnet, one that was meant just for me. And what I wouldn't do to feel her arms embrace, the one that takes me to such a mystical place. Where there's only two, that's just you and … Continue reading Follow The Music
Five of them sat, right there on my deck. Did they not know it was winter- what the heck! "Go somewhere warm!" I called out to them. They completely ignored me, "Ahem...AHEM!" "Oh yes good sir we hear your concern, and it is true that for warmer weather we yearn, but have no fear for … Continue reading Five of Them Sat (Poem)
Everyone seems to be enjoying the poems lately. They're fun and quick to read and provide a little relief from the everyday stresses of life- even if just for a few moments. But I want to hear from you! If you'd consider doing me a favor I ask that you leave a comment below asking … Continue reading A Question For You- Yes You!
It was when he was loneliest, but that he did not know, that she came along and said she had something to show. Her hands were cupped- but she opened them now. And there was the littlest yellow flower that nature could allow. She said, "I'll be your flower when your days seem the dullest, … Continue reading Little Yellow Flower (Poem)
The worst things that could happen to me, oh there are far too many to see. I could fall off a cliff! Get kicked by a horse. Lose my favorite gif, Have my skin get coarse. All I can think of is what could go wrong, there's many to list- that's why I made this … Continue reading The Worst Things (Poem)
Withering near the willows was the final sacred flower. It was said that it would be used to save the world in its darkest hour. Along came the ancient hawk on one final quest. He dug beneath the earth where the flower did rest. Until the roots were exposed and he clamped it in his … Continue reading One Sacred Flower (Poem)
Oh hello again small fish in the pond, I haven't see you in ages, I thought you had gone. But I am glad to see that in this pond you still swim. The boy climbed in the pond and the fish swam to him. Oh hello there boy, it has been quite awhile. Since I've … Continue reading Oh Hello Again (Poem)
Where did he go, where should he be? I do not know and neither does he. Why I saw him in the garden just a quarter past 2:00! Well what was he doing in the garden with you? Why he sang me a sonnet, a lovable tune. Head over heals my heart would swoon. But … Continue reading The Woodlark’s Song (Poem)
It was by the river that the slender trout drifted, silver in the light, to the surface they lifted. It was by the river that the young wolf ran with his first pack, now the alpha male, there was no experience he lacked. It was by the river that the songbirds would sing, a tune … Continue reading It Was By The River (Poem)
He struggled to find, as hard as he looked, a freelance writing gig that he could book. He applied to several, begged for even more, but no one would give him the simplest chore. He guest wrote posts, all to no avail. No one wanted to pay him to tell their tale. Months and months, … Continue reading Freelance Begone (Poem)
