Best Leathery Poems

We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and...

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I thought I’d repost this because of the state of the world today and because 
it might help someone see things a little differently or...

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An old man sits peacefully in deep thought
Missing teeth, milky eyes . . .  leathery skin
Wind Rider his name  – a shaman 

The...

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I attended a large gathering and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, and...

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Winter's whimsical nature comes with
     fickle freeze, cold pervading every fibre
How I remember you, red hot
     against...

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Grandpa

a kind face
 
skin leathery and creased from years of working in the sun
 
long jowls like a basset hounds
 
sad droplet eyes
 
always a...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till...

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Under her guidance, we stood at attention
Like a row of young soldiers, reciting the anthem
"Oh Say, Can You See?".. was a warbled contusion,
that could shatter...

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The Dog, the Pig and the Cat

Here is a tale of a dog and a cat
and a pot bellied pig, so pink and so fat
Of...

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A-Z Latin and Common names of plants.

A is for Acanthus Mollis the Latin name but this does teach us
B is for the common name we...

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Dragon Anguish

Adam clenched his fists attempting to block his senses
from the growing growls that hammered against his rib cage.
The thousands of millenniums he had lived...

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I saw a young lady today who had a tattoo that covered up her arm, 
It wrapped it up completely but it only added to...

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The soft clip-clop of the horse 
echoed amongst the dark fir trees.
The tall man rode bareback
along the winding path of the forest.

Resting on his leathery...

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Why did they plant the magnolia
in the tight corner between the house
and the garage? There is no room for a tree.

Each spring, she blooms valiantly;
each...

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~ Papa ~


Dawn broke uneasy o'er damp, dreary lane
Fish markets open, the merchant a-bustle
Hawking his fresh catch to eke out a gain
Daily routine, one of...

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