Lightly touching leaf of a lilac
a ladybug sunned herself delicately
dainty and demure, hurting no one
Yellow lily strived to make herself tempting
Bug gave her a nod, and a wink
Understanding there were more flowers to visit
Gave lilac a healthy good-bye before she shoved off
the Humpty Dumpty rhyme was never complete
You do not know the ending, said my cousin Pete
Humpty Dumpty was put together again.
I know, because he was my identical twin.
He had been a happy egg when he was little.
But old age made him grouchy; he talked with spittle.
He was angry with all of us, for his head was cracked.
He was a mean egg after that, it is a well-known fact.
A poet sees what the sun can’t!
Future, we foresee, with our vision;
Transition of the world we work for.
Ink, we spill on papers incessantly,
Depicting the defects of the land.
Keeping our life at the altar,
An endless war we wage
Against the tyrants of the world.
We advise people to be practical
And stay away from superstitions.
The art of questioning, we teach,
How to be vigilant, we preach.
Love joins
Two hearts.
Swiftly
It starts.
Not found
In marts.
True love
Builds nests.
Endures
All tests.
Cares not
Protests.
8th place
It’s not your fault, I tell you;
You show me things as they are,
Without any bias or prejudice.
But, it’s mind that presumes
Things quite differently.
Without you I become blind,
I miss the world around.
In pleasure and pain
You rain tears alike.
You’re the tool of my sight.
the love of my life
Someone had put a puppy dog down a hole and
tied her to a string around a stone
I went to her house, but she was terrified, never having
met kindness
At home, I put her on the kitchen floor, quickly
She ran into the darkness there, but refused
to come out, I put food and water near her
and left the kitchen
In the morning, she had drunk the water and
eaten the food and peed, but she refused to
come out
I had breakfast of fried eggs and bacon
speaking softly, not using my gruff voice, but
She was so traumatized and stayed put
in the evening when watching the news,
I had left the kitchen door open in case she
wanted to come out
Engrossed by the news about murder and
Mayhem, I felt a slight pressure on my left
foot, she had gone asleep there, and I didn't
dare to move
Finally, I lifted her up into my arms, where
She slept soundly; ok, so I cried
Thirteen years together, she only hated me
when she needed a bath.
spider rode the waterfall all the way down
there was lots of cheering from webcam town
no one else was tempted to follow this clown
especially after we all watched him drown.
window, window, on the wall
show me a fluffy bunny small
show me an oak tree standing tall
show me children outside playing ball
window, window, show me true
the grass a lovely green, sky so blue
neighbors jogging in teams of two
you give me some great juejue
Down in the valley of Death
Where the Demons live
Many a man has heard their call
Which has killed his soul
And at the altar where witches chant
Their dark spells out do fly
And many a man has lost his life
Bye and bye
This is the land where Demons live
Ravaging life and mind
And all the music of the universe
Is in their evil darkness cursed
This is the land where Demons live
A land of violence and crime
Covered with blood and endless tears
A land of hate and infinite fears
This is the land where Demons live
A land of war and death
Of poisoned wine from deep dark wells
And minds that live in inner Hells
This is the land where Demons live
A world of wretchedness and sin
Where dreams are all forever lost
As the wreck of their world is taken in
If you made me lasso an animal in coal,
a rooster or a chicken would be my goal
a cat is too sneaky, a cow is too big
and I am terrified of a squealing pig
I made some chocolate cake
It's covered in yummy frosting
It took a lot of time to bake
Baking the cake was exhausting
It was for Molly's birthday
Very very chocolatey
A very special day in May
Too bad all the cake was for Molly.
The very small flowers
Just love to move in the wind
very small dianthus
If I were a container
I would not be a bag or a basket
I would want four corners and a bit of substance
I would be a gift box
placed under a Christmas tree
covered in foiled paper
with a gorgeous red bow
the prettiest box under here
jibble jabble jingle John
kibble kabble kingle kong
libble labble lingo long
mibble mabble mingle mon
pibble pabble pingo pom
quibble quabble quingo quon
ribble rabble ringo ron
simple silliness sometimes turns me on
duck marched by wearing a hat on his head
he was fluffy, as if he had been overfed
he stumbled into a pillow and slid down a hill
I grabbed his rain hat and have it still
If he returns, he can have it of course
a rain hat looks silly on an aged old horse
But I am hoping to once again see that duck
Because I heard that rubbing their head brings you good luck
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