deer bounded over the fence and slid down the slide
graceful in one huge leap – almost a glide
my dogs are barking disapprovingly
deer runs back up the slide coughing gleefully
you’ll let anyone on the slide says my husband Jim
This is cause for war, so now I won’t let him.
Love without
Love within
Love where I am
where I’ve been
Beginning to think:
far too much abundance
of this foolish, loving folly,
so I kicked my
wagging tail collie --
loving view~
it just ain’t fair! – attempting to escape,
I journeyed to the zoo
wouldn’t you know it,
two loving ape there too
along to the park
high in birch nest
spied I a pair of nurturing
lark, near
another pair of
snuggling Red Breast --
two nests,
fondly sharing, the same supporting limb
depressingly glim...
a loving co-op I must confess – such loving
caress – sadly, much more loving
needing my critical address:
a young boy helping
an old lady off the bus~
gentle, avoiding painful
fuss
a bow-haired girl
giving a bowl of milk to a feral cat
(I prefer a brat!) --
Expressing pure love
by her selfless care, makes a
ornery boy cuss
for a devout prune-face like me
I disapprovingly profess
this entire day,
a freaking loving Mess!
Ever ask your mind
if hes controlling your fingers
and he shrugs
nope not me
or words don't stay where you them put
Them are us and so are they
Improving disapprovingly
Slowly changing to the same
and driving the insane sane
No way out
welcome to my brain
I'm Brain and so is my wife
A Friend in Need.
The bar was a dark place more like a cave, a terminus for the hopeless,
where men, sat looking blindly at a TV screen on a nicotine yellow wall.
Out, side near empty beer crate, a dove leaning against a damp wall,
yes it was on its last legs. I fed it some grapes, red ones full of goodness.
The bird soon perked up tripped into the bar jumped on the counter and
terrorized the barman. Two drinkers came running out wanted to join
The AA; as for the rest it was too late they were past seeing anything.
Further down the road a cake shop, a light airy place painted pink.
Large ladies with hats, and diamond rings sat there enjoying cream cakes
and drinking milky coffee. I had a slice of chocolate cake, and with
a fancy fork had a mouthful; it tasted heavenly, rich, with a hint of lemon
and cinnamon, going to eat more, but there was a peck in the window
the dove sat on the sill, looking disapprovingly at me, remembered I had
diabetes and sugary thing was out. I wrapped the cake in a napkin, drank
my coffee went outside and gave the cake to the bird. It is good to have
friends even if it is only a passing dove.
Tick-Tock.. no more like Click-Tut
The cheap plastic clock disapprovingly cuts
through minutes and hours, mornings and days
A relentless reminder of time running away.
Only heard when no one else is around
how much life has passed since I last noticed your sound
Quiet enough to forget, loud enough to distract
the notion of "forever" your persistence attacks.
All the schools, jobs and places you've ever been
all of the faces you've ever seen
all go on without you whilst listening to this clock
an intruding reminder of time you can't restock.
Hearing time being lost I find very menacing
and I know it is impossible for me to do everything
but it serves to remember time eventually stops
I think I will keep the cheap plastic clock.
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