A clear patch of blue smiled at dawn
But the sun couldn’t show its face
At year’s end lavender cast
A Great Bue Heron reflects
The sun lies down, pulls up covers
Gray
Another year has passed away
Another Year Passes Away
Tag: Poetry
Spider Spunku
Spunk is rather proud of himself and his Spunku about barking spiders. One thing that’s different about a Spunku is that it rhymes.
Oh my what delight
Spiders barking in the night
Holding sheets down tight
Jumping Spider
Wild clouds at sunrise
Søren: “Hahahaha! A barking spider? Right! It needs ‘more cowbell’ stupid cat!”
Owl
Sunset
Wealhþeow On Solstice
Wealhþeow our sweet Black Widow
Wealhþeow sends greetings
Happy Solstice Yuletide songs
Hanging in the green
Through The Laundry Darkly
Gwendolyn contemplating dark matter in the black cosmic cativerse through dangling folds of dark laundry above Cthulhu lounging on the couch.
I have another poem published on MasticadoresUSA. You can read it at MasticadoresUsa // Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton. Thanks, Gabriela.
Long Shadow
A long shadow falls
Frosted dusty grains chaos
Rain was mostly sand
Take That! And That! And That…
…and that you pesky pathetic paparazzo pretending to be a poet!
Silver’s reactions to my latest poem I recited to him:
Free-range dust bunnies
Frolicking around the floor
Evasive moves
Hop over brooms
Impossible to corral
Dust bunnies freely roam
Frolicking on the floor
Oops!
I dropped my buttered toast
Dust bunny’s now a ghost
NOOoooo!
STOP! ¡ALTO! FERMARE! ARRÊTER!
Eat this paw sandwich!
Do I really have to listen to this?
Talk to the paw!
AAAARG! I’ll scratch your eyes out!
Lavender Twist
Glenda
Living on the edge
Multidimensional cat
Loves lavender twist
Fly Me
Fly me to the sun
On waxen wings melts my heart
I’m falling for you
Poetry & Song
I’m so excited and honored that my poem A Walk In Winter was featured on MasticadoresUsa // Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton today. Thank you, Gabriela!
Criag, who is a member of Tristan’s Tribe, recorded a wonderful unplugged cover of I Sat By The Ocean. Tristan painted a watercolor for the song.
Watercolor by Tristan Price.
Nineteen
Watch colors in cold
Nineteen in my underwear
Package is frozen
Pre-Beaver Moon Rising. I was in a parking lot. There is going to be a 500-year eclipse tonight way past my bedtime.
Hey! Beaver! Yoo-hoo! There’s going to be a Beaver Moon tomorrow night, eleven nineteen twenty-one. And a Beaver eclipse in the wee hours this morning. It’s going to be a hoot!
Oh! Really? A Beaver Moon you say? Is that like when Benny Beaver lifts his tail and shows use his beaver behind? I don’t want to be eclipsed. My hair is too short already. Nineteen? It was cold this morning.
No! You dimwit. The MOON! You know that big shiny thing in the sky? Eclipse is when the moon gets dim, like you. It has nothing to do with clippers! It was cold this morning.
Off Center & Not Even 