each day so perfect
time together, time for self.
reshaped by marriage.
orange ball of the sun
tries to hide behind the leaves
brilliance I still see.
I crave some
fattening, chocolate covered,
cookie dough, moose track,
ice cream.
Perhaps you couldn't find enough haiku poems to feed your mind. In this quiet space you can preview what may end up in my next book.
Monday, August 31, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
8-28-15
Happy humming drone
metallic wasp buzz
inside my Pepsi can.
OR
he was a happy little thing
down in my Pepsi can
making it vibrate with gleeful flight
THE perfect hotel room
Best view of the lakes' sunrise
honeymoon bliss.
Breezy lake, Hot sun,
Oh how much i have missed you
roller coaster ride.
beautiful Gate Keeper
day or night greatness
four times our first day there.
metallic wasp buzz
inside my Pepsi can.
OR
he was a happy little thing
down in my Pepsi can
making it vibrate with gleeful flight
THE perfect hotel room
Best view of the lakes' sunrise
honeymoon bliss.
Breezy lake, Hot sun,
Oh how much i have missed you
roller coaster ride.
beautiful Gate Keeper
day or night greatness
four times our first day there.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
8-2-15
Where the sunshine plays
Where the sunshine plays
through the canopy of leaves
our Versailles State Park.
Dancing here and there
silent wind is the music
where the sunshine plays.
Where the sunshine plays
across little faces of
yellow wood poppies.
Where the sunshine plays
through the canopy of leaves
our Versailles State Park.
Dancing here and there
silent wind is the music
where the sunshine plays.
Where the sunshine plays
across little faces of
yellow wood poppies.
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