When life stinks,
I hit the links.
Slice and drive,
I feel alive.
Ball on tee -
Look at me.
Swing, pivot -
Ugh, divot!
Swing again
On hole ten.
Down fairway,
All the way.
On the green,
No windscreen.
Roll in cup...
Hurry up.
Hole in one?
This is fun!
When life stinks,
I hit the links.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Day at the Fair
Prizewinning pigs,
Hand-groomed hens.
Cud chewing cows,
Decorated pens.
Future farmers,
Unseasonable heat.
Day-long diversion,
Deep fried treat.
Hand-groomed hens.
Cud chewing cows,
Decorated pens.
Future farmers,
Unseasonable heat.
Day-long diversion,
Deep fried treat.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Proud Hawk
A mottled
brown and white hawk
swoops low
in front of me
carrying
a prone prairie dog.
The lifeless body
of the rodent
dangles from
the hawk's talon
as it alights
- one taloned -
on the chain link fence
beside the path,
beside me.
"Hey, look at me!"
His beady-eyed stare shouts.
"I'm a mighty raptor,
see my prey!"
The hawk
lifts
the limp vermin
once more
then takes flight.
Its mottled
brown and white form
recedes
over the desert.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Wee Wednesday "Weader": For the Love of Baseball
1st base,
2nd base,
3rd base,
Home.
Infield,
Outfield,
Players
Roam.
Pitch,
Catch,
Hit,
Throw.
To a
Ballgame
I want
To go!
Enormous thank you to this week's "Weader", Nathan, for sharing his love for baseball!
Home Run, Nathan!
2nd base,
3rd base,
Home.
Infield,
Outfield,
Players
Roam.
Pitch,
Catch,
Hit,
Throw.
To a
Ballgame
I want
To go!
Enormous thank you to this week's "Weader", Nathan, for sharing his love for baseball!
Home Run, Nathan!
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Spring In Full Swing
Flitting bee
Buzzes loudly.
Pink tulip
Puckers proudly.
Plump worm
Wiggles deeper.
Noisy frog -
Spring peeper.
Buzzes loudly.
Pink tulip
Puckers proudly.
Plump worm
Wiggles deeper.
Noisy frog -
Spring peeper.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Help Our Earth
Help our Earth
Heal and thrive,
Walk or bike
Instead of drive.
Help our Earth
Thrive and heal,
Recycle with
Pep and zeal.
Happy Earth Day!
Heal and thrive,
Walk or bike
Instead of drive.
Help our Earth
Thrive and heal,
Recycle with
Pep and zeal.
Happy Earth Day!
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Friday, April 19, 2013
They Exist
Because I sat still
For my haircut,
Dad said, "You deserve
A fresh doughnut."
Against the cold glass
I press my nose.
Frosted to perfection,
A line of O's.
Which to choose?
I can not decide.
Dad asks, "Which one?"
I'm suddenly tongue-tied.
Chocolate sprinkles
Or plain glaze?
"The one with the red."
I point in a daze.
I take a bite -
Frosting with bacon!
My taste buds seize -
I'm deeply shaken.
For my haircut,
Dad said, "You deserve
A fresh doughnut."
Against the cold glass
I press my nose.
Frosted to perfection,
A line of O's.
Which to choose?
I can not decide.
Dad asks, "Which one?"
I'm suddenly tongue-tied.
Chocolate sprinkles
Or plain glaze?
"The one with the red."
I point in a daze.
I take a bite -
Frosting with bacon!
My taste buds seize -
I'm deeply shaken.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
A Poem In My Pocket
A poem to share,
Folded up square.
It's tucked inside,
Next to my backside.
My pocket has a poem,
My words can now roam.
Happy Poem In Your Pocket Day!
Folded up square.
It's tucked inside,
Next to my backside.
My pocket has a poem,
My words can now roam.
Happy Poem In Your Pocket Day!
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Wee Wednesday "Weader": Perdu
My
dog’s
name is Perdu.
In French,
Perdu, means
stray,
wandering,
lost.
My Perdu
was all that
and more
as he
drifted,
rambled,
and meandered
through the streets
of New Orleans
in the wake
of Hurricane Katrina.
Then,
through a series of
serendipitous events,
Perdue traveled
across many miles
with the help
of many angels
to end up
in MY home,
in MY arms,
in MY heart.
Perdu is perdu no longer.
Gigantic thank you to today's "Weader" Donny and to the amazing Perdu! Fabulous duo!
name is Perdu.
In French,
Perdu, means
stray,
wandering,
lost.
My Perdu
was all that
and more
as he
drifted,
rambled,
and meandered
through the streets
of New Orleans
in the wake
of Hurricane Katrina.
Then,
through a series of
serendipitous events,
Perdue traveled
across many miles
with the help
of many angels
to end up
in MY home,
in MY arms,
in MY heart.
Perdu is perdu no longer.
Gigantic thank you to today's "Weader" Donny and to the amazing Perdu! Fabulous duo!
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Remembering
Passage of time -
Absent from our lives.
Utter our prayers...
Loved you then, love you now.
Absent from our lives.
Utter our prayers...
Loved you then, love you now.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Tearful Tax Day
Mom and Dad
Grin and bear
Writing a check -
The government's share.
Tax Day comes
Every year -
Mailing the check, Dad sheds a tear.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Saturday, April 13, 2013
At the Playground
Friend met,
Swing set...
At the playground.
We slide,
Then hide...
At the playground.
No socks,
Sandbox...
At the playground.
Time flies,
Goodbyes...
At the playground.
Swing set...
At the playground.
We slide,
Then hide...
At the playground.
No socks,
Sandbox...
At the playground.
Time flies,
Goodbyes...
At the playground.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Unexpected Visitor
I look in the sink,
Notice a stick.
I reach in slowly
Then see a flick.
I get my glasses
And clearly see
A Bark Scorpion
Staring up at me.
I wash him down
As I rinse my plate.
The garbage disposal
Is his fate.
Notice a stick.
I reach in slowly
Then see a flick.
I get my glasses
And clearly see
A Bark Scorpion
Staring up at me.
I wash him down
As I rinse my plate.
The garbage disposal
Is his fate.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Rear View Mirror
In the rear view mirror
I reflect
I reflect
on all that has been -
the person I was,
the choices I made,
the roads I took.
Hindsight.
Regret.
Reflection.
I can't change
the past,
but I can learn
from it.
At least I hope
I can.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Wee Wednesday "Weader": In My Gi
In my gi,
I do Karate.
In my gi,
I'm fast and free.
In my gi,
I kick up high.
In my gi,
My hands fly.
In my gi,
I am proud.
In my gi,
I am loud!
In my gi,
I thank you.
In my gi,
With a bow or two.
Gigantic thank you to today's "Weader", Joceline, who shares her amazing Karate skills in her gi!
I do Karate.
In my gi,
I'm fast and free.
In my gi,
I kick up high.
In my gi,
My hands fly.
In my gi,
I am proud.
In my gi,
I am loud!
In my gi,
I thank you.
In my gi,
With a bow or two.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Pedicure Pro
Take off polish,
Cut every nail.
Rub, file and buff -
My toes look pale.
Pretty color
I brush on each toe.
Home pedicure -
Just like a pro.
Cut every nail.
Rub, file and buff -
My toes look pale.
Pretty color
I brush on each toe.
Home pedicure -
Just like a pro.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Comatose by Cake
First piece of cake
Dad had for dessert,
He felt so great -
Nice and alert.
He had another,
Said he felt gross.
By the third piece,
He was comatose.
Note to Dad:
Stop at one piece.
Avoid the cake coma,
Don't grow obese.
Dad had for dessert,
He felt so great -
Nice and alert.
He had another,
Said he felt gross.
By the third piece,
He was comatose.
Note to Dad:
Stop at one piece.
Avoid the cake coma,
Don't grow obese.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Trapeze Artist
To
and
fro,
upside down
and
backwards,
the woodpecker
maneuvers
his body
this way
and
that
to sip
nectar
from the
hummingbird feeder.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Race Day
On my mark,
I am set.
Whistle blows
Off like a jet.
Sprinting fast,
Down the track.
Other runners
Watch my back.
Cross the line,
I am first!
Full of pride,
I could burst.
I am set.
Whistle blows
Off like a jet.
Sprinting fast,
Down the track.
Other runners
Watch my back.
Cross the line,
I am first!
Full of pride,
I could burst.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Sweet 16 by the Numbers
1 tiny baby girl and
2 dazed parents
became a family of 3 -
with 4 hours notice.
Our Colleen was born on April 5th, 1997.
In our arms at 36 hours old,
on her Gotcha Day, April 7th, 1997.
8 million times a day we feel blessed she is our child.
Then 9 years ago, Colleen became a big sister to Maureen.
Now a 10th grader, she is a super student.
11 hours a week or more, she volunteers at a ranch for animals.
12 times a day or more she shares her love of LOTR, the Hobbit, and Benedict Cumberbatch.
When she was 13 we were lucky enough to move to Arizona.
And when her schedule allows, Colleen likes to spend 14 hours a day reading in her bed.
She reads at least 15 books a week.
Today is my sweet Colleen's Sweet 16.
She could not be more loved.
Happy Birthday, Colleeny!
2 dazed parents
became a family of 3 -
with 4 hours notice.
Our Colleen was born on April 5th, 1997.
In our arms at 36 hours old,
on her Gotcha Day, April 7th, 1997.
8 million times a day we feel blessed she is our child.
Then 9 years ago, Colleen became a big sister to Maureen.
Now a 10th grader, she is a super student.
11 hours a week or more, she volunteers at a ranch for animals.
12 times a day or more she shares her love of LOTR, the Hobbit, and Benedict Cumberbatch.
When she was 13 we were lucky enough to move to Arizona.
And when her schedule allows, Colleen likes to spend 14 hours a day reading in her bed.
She reads at least 15 books a week.
Today is my sweet Colleen's Sweet 16.
She could not be more loved.
Happy Birthday, Colleeny!
Thursday, April 4, 2013
A Blob of Slime, Hold the Shell
On the sidewalk,
A slimy trail.
A blobby form,
But not a snail.
Inching along,
No shell to lug.
A homeless snail
Known as a slug.
A slimy trail.
A blobby form,
But not a snail.
Inching along,
No shell to lug.
A homeless snail
Known as a slug.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Wee Wednesday "Weader": Minecraft Madness
I play Minecraft -
Hours are blown.
In the Nether
My skills I hone.
In diamond armor
Fighting creepers,
I try to avoid
The Grim Reaper.
Pigfaced zombies
Try to attack -
Aw shucks, Dad needs
His iPhone back!
Massive thank you to this week's "Weader", Benjamin, a true Minecraft Master! (and grape juice aficionado as well :-)
Hours are blown.
In the Nether
My skills I hone.
In diamond armor
Fighting creepers,
I try to avoid
The Grim Reaper.
Pigfaced zombies
Try to attack -
Aw shucks, Dad needs
His iPhone back!
Massive thank you to this week's "Weader", Benjamin, a true Minecraft Master! (and grape juice aficionado as well :-)
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Grey Kitty, Mighty Hunter
Grey Kitty
Silent and sleek,
Delivers us
Feathers and beak.
Grey Kitty
Proud and purring,
Birds vanish -
Wings blurring.
Silent and sleek,
Delivers us
Feathers and beak.
Grey Kitty
Proud and purring,
Birds vanish -
Wings blurring.
Monday, April 1, 2013
Who's the Fool?
Who's the fool?
The person
who is
all wet
or
the person
who squirts
the water?
Who's the fool?
The person
who discovered
the rubber cockroach
in her cereal
or
the person
who put it there?
Who's the fool?
The person
who is
terrified,
tricked,
and tortured
in the name
of "fun"
or
the person
who finds humor
in another person's
discomfort,
fear,
and pain.
Who's the fool?
Happy April Fool's Day?
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