First Cold of the Season

droopy eyes
drippy nose
whimpered cries
midday doze

sneezy spray
gotta cold
stay away
you've been told

Early Birds

tweet-tweet
squawk-flap
chirup-chirp
tap-tap-tap

early morning
avian symphony
a cacophony
playing just for me

Almost Oatmeal

cooking in a pot
bubbly pop

spooned in a bowl
lumpy glop

highchair kick
soapy mop

Must. Have. Coffee.

Window blinds tapped,
kept me awake.
Being "with it"
I'll have to fake.

"Want some coffee?"
I do today!
2 cups to think,
1 more to play.

Thursday

Thursday.

A challenging day
just by its
placement
within the week.

I feel good to
make it past
Wednesday
- Hump Day -
 but I'm still not
yet to Friday
- the gateway to
the weekend.

Thursday.

Always landing
between
the middle and the end
of the week.

Every week.

I will try
to make it through
today.

Thursday.

Wee Wednesday "Weader": Sword Master

I fire
and forge.
I form
a sword.

I hammer
hot steel.
The thumping
I feel.

I end
my day
with fun
sword play.


Gargantuan thank you to this week's "Weader", Tony, and his brother, Andy, for sharing their mad blacksmithing skills! Cool...or hot if you are standing in front of that oven!

Modern Communication

Text message
unanswered.
His silence
speaks volumes.

Cool Air

Woke to
a chill,
a crispness,
goosebumps
I feel.

Weather change,
sun's angle shifts,
with Autumn
my spirits lift.

Autumn Equinox

Today is equal
to tonight.
Equal parts
dark and light.

Ben's Bells

ding
dong
kindness
song

bell
rings
kindness
sings

Sun Kissed Skin

From my
polka dot nose
to the spots
on my toes,
I'm even freckled
under my clothes.

Mom's Gone

Burnt toast
permeates my teddy bear.
The divorce is final.

Wee Wednesday "Weader": Puppy Jump

What is that lump,
that blankety bump,
with a furry rump?
Peekaboo!
Puppy jump!

Puppy hugs and whisker kisses to this week's "Weader", Smidgey, for letting the world in on her blanket and cheese habit! (Special thanks to dog handler/poetry helper, Joe, for voicing the poem.) Woof!

Spoils of Grocery Shopping

bread
meat
milk
treat

veggies
chips
coffee
dip

cereal
fruit
grocery
loot

Monday Morning Mishaps

Woke up late,
missed the bus.
Dad drove me
with a great fuss.

At school I see
I have no lunch.
Teacher gave me
carrots to munch.

Can't wait to say
goodbye to today,
then Monday will be
a week away.

Path Dwellers

ant hill
ancient civilization
built on shaky
ground

Subtle Seasonal Change

Cooler nights,
not as hot days.
Transition into fall
is on its way.

Blabber Mouth

When she 
let the cat out of the bag
the can of worms 
burst open
causing her to 
spill the beans.

Wee Wednesday "Weader": Doll Friend

With bright eyes
and a button nose,
my doll and I
wear similar clothes.

My doll is my friend,
though she is a toy.
Playing with her
brings me much joy.

I whisper my secrets
or we drink tea.
My special doll
is perfect for me.


Epic thank you to this week's :Weader", Maureen, who truly is a "living doll"!

Stressed

Always on the go,
I rush, rush, rush.
My brain feels
the crush, crush, crush.

Flashlight Walk

Focused light
fills in
the blanks
left 
by the moon.

Tall Tongue

Giraffe tongue,
long and blue,
wraps 'round leaves
at the zoo.

Stinky Feet

Socks and shoes
on my feet.
End of the day,
not so sweet.

Cat-astrophe Limerick

There were two kittens who
Liked to sleep in my shoe.
Sidled toe to heel,
Not sure the appeal.
My foot caused a loud mew.

Mirage Madness

Mid-day heat ripples -
a phantom fountain
always outdistancing
my resolve.

Wee Wednesday "Weader": American Born Aussie

I was born in the U.S.,
But grew up in Oz.
I speak English,
But people pause.
They don't understand
What I've just said.
Their puzzled looks
I always dread.


Colossal thank you to this week's "Weader", Nathan, for being the American Born Aussie that he is with the COOL accent! G'day mate!

Bottom Up Beetle

flat on its shell
legs flailing
backstroke without a ripple

Happy Labor Day!

No school today,
We have a day to play,
All because it's Labor Day!
Who's Mr. Labor anyway?
And how'd he score this holiday?
I'm thankful either way...
A day off school is A-OK!
Hip-hip-hooray!

Social Media Saturation

Trill,
Tweet,
Twitter.
Choir of the masses.
Does it need to be said?