When Sara and I take our walk each day,
We usually go the same old way.
Today we decided to make a change,
We decided to make our walk free range.
We went to a park named Natural Springs.
It had a dog park and playground with swings.
We chose a trail with overhanging trees,
We had a full sun, but also a breeze.
I saw a small path that led to a stream,
But Sara said, “the path’s too extreme.”
I gave her my, I really want to look,
And she said, “I’ll sit here and read my book.”
I walked a few minutes, looking about,
Then thought, I’m not sure just how to get out.
It wasn’t long ‘til I found the right path.
I crossed the stream without taking a bath.
There was my Sara, as I topped the hill,
She told her new squirrel friend, “here comes my Bill.”
We shared my adventure as we walked away,
We were glad we tried a different way.
Cute cat couple in the house, one white and one black,
our lovely pets, we call one Kite and the other Jack.
Wherever we go our close company they always keep,
on bed by our cozy side every night they like to sleep.
Jack would climb and roll over my sagged shoulder,
Kite would lie on paining thighs, for I’m getting older.
Knitting a sweater my wife sits on the sofa with the pet,
fur and wool strands intertwine to make it a unique set.
In separate bowls we give daily food to Jack and Kite,
for we’re in need of peace, don’t like to see them fight.
In the closed room when sounds subside, I sit in the dark,
listen happily to the rhythm of our pet cats’ silent walk.
We won’t let anyone touch or caress our charming cats,
nor would like them called our animal pets chasing rats,
for Jack and Kite are like our beloved children we fancy,
we don’t care a bit if people call us a feline couple crazy.
pair of butterflies
flitting from bloom to bloom
~ gracious nuptials
Vive la différence
couples complement each other
balancing the scales
one will play the jokester
clown and storyteller
the other acts as sidekick
filling in if there are gaps
they juggle and finesse their roles
managing an equilibrium
thus the introvert and extrovert
weave their life in harmony
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
steampunk bee couple slipped out of the hive
Do you have the address? Three asked number five
If caught by the queen, neither would be alive
Drone soldiers came and they hid under a bus with one dive
Could they ever escape the queen’s querulous hive?
It was a conundrum that worried both three and five
They wondered if they would survive the hide and the dive.
So far, I am happy to say, they both remain alive
See my love in the waves of the seas.
Hear my love in rustling leaves in the breeze.
Feel my love in my soft caressing touch.
Share with me a gentle light kiss, not too much.
Like the love shown by a cooing dove,
Through these fleeting moments, sense my love.
pancake queen
corn dog princess
Mrs. Wheat
Sugar cane queen
All is well and good
But where is the Toilet Brush Princess
and the Dust Mop Queen?
Alone I rot, yet no one cares to see,
The darkness deep within me.
I reach for loving hands,
Yet all I get is emptiness in these dark lands.
My voice is lost like whispers on the sea.
The wind may howl,
But no one will think of me.
I am a forgotten soul,
Never to feel whole.
They dance in warmth, while night encircles me,
never letting me feel glee.
Never help, never care,
leaving me in despair.
And when I cry,
I feel as if I wish to die.
I search for happiness,
yet I still feel nastiness.
All I ask for is one chance,
yet all I get is a glance.
Some have their joy untouched
By sorrow’s cruel design.
But I never feel divine.
Alone I rot, yet no one cares to see,
the darkness deep within me.
A beast named Gavin Godzilla
Liked a girl named Priscilla.
The issue was that he was a klutz
And it drove everyone nuts.
He was an embarrassed, sorry gorilla.
He broke everything that he touched
And accidentally smutched.
He tripped on his feet
And tried to retreat
Because he felt ashamed and blushed.
Gavin came to Priscilla one day and said,
“I know I’m clumsy and have a big head
But I like you a lot.
To live without you, I cannot.
Will you please be mine?” He pled.
Priscilla was delighted and squealed a big yes
But there was a catch that she addressed.
“To help with your clumsiness” and with a snap,
She put on Gavin a ton of bubble wrap!
They still loved each other nonetheless.
The Jewish couple
I have written about this before, but somehow
didn't get it right
My perceived brusqueness made them think of Cracow,
they had fled, their relatives lost in the turbulence
of a war where they, as civilians,
but Jews had their life made into nightmares.
There was a small sweet shop near my café,
selling my chocolate with nuts, so
one day, I walked in there to buy a bar of chocolate
The man behind the counter bent down and changed his hat.
His wife reached out and tried to give me a sweet.
The man wore a Panama hat
I spoke English to them, which eased the situation,
this tall Nazi-looking person was not a ghost from the past,
just a person with a sweet tooth.
I bought the chocolate, and we shook hands, told them I was in business to
had a café near them,
The sweet shop had visitors,
and the chocolate I bought had been in the shop too long; it was green.
But when I left the shop, I felt they didn't want me to come back,
I reminded them too much of the horror of Cracow.
Love women for all they do.
Do not kick them around like a used pair of shoes.
Do not discard them when you are done with them, send them on a path of growth and goodness.
Give them love and support and help them grow.
Treat women with love and respect, and give them all your love and support they need.
Love and protect and give them respect.
Women have given birth to nations.
They are your partners for life.
Yes, sometimes we get tricked or deceived, but in our hearts, we truly care, I believe.
Send love around the world by showing love to women.
Lift prayers for all of our amazing women around the world.
My love is amazing, giving such love and care to me every day.
Lifting my mood to the sky.
Making me feel like I can fly, higher and higher in the sky.
My love shows me he cares, and can make me feel happy as a clam.
My love has hands that are strong and wraps me in his strong arms.
My love has given me the best of times, making me have love in my heart and mind.
My love can make the dark clouds move away by calling me to his side and giving me hugs.
My love is one of a kind and gives me chills from head to toe, making me want him all the time.
My love surprises me with his sweet words, making me need for only him.
My love is so kind, and he is one of a kind.
Kisses and hugs to my sweet and kind one.
She believed her Barbie's and Ken's
had shared a love far more complex
than any feelings they'd expressed --
AND dolls couldn't even self-dress!!!
She knew they were a mistake -
one she wanted them to address.
Her thoughts led to a request -
they both take a fear of change test.
Pleased to speak free, she confessed
being a part of couple failure debris
and held no fear of changing things.
She sensed relief peak as he owned
his tendency to cultivate regrets and
said he'd be more than fine living alone.
Once they aced the test, she at last
felt their tensions loose resentments.
Then they intelligently addressed
the logistics involved in couple deletion.
Next, they tossed their dysfunction map
and then summed up zero further cost
applied in paving a way out of this trap.
She was sure they'd only leveraged crap.
I'll adore you while we are floating afar from the shore.
I'll hold my own harbour gate open for that love of yours.
I'll shower you with all approaches of affection once we soar.
I dig the blade into my skin
I don’t get why it’s such a sin.
People drink until they drown
Until they can’t hear a sound
People smoke until they’re high
Until they think they’re in the sky
People avoid until there’s nothing
Until the pain starts numbing
What’s wrong with a couple small scars?
How much different are they really from bars or cigars?
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