Not only chimes
moon bear with my speechless crutches
Not only chimes
with brass scarred by June fireflies,
storm's echoes fade from my hutches —
your ghost another side touches
Not only chimes
Categories:
hutches, death, grave, heart, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Planned Rabbithood
They"ve locked all the bunnies in hutches
To keep them from nature's hot clutches
Hare-ing Aid
If the carrots are good for their eyes
Why are their ears of such size
Lettuce pray
Farewell to the early spring swoon
Let's hope the crops in before June
John G. Lawless
5/6/2020
Categories:
hutches, humor, nature,
Form: Couplet
In youth's frantic clutches
Addicted to vapid touches
Love children spawned in shaded hutches
Existing on euphoric highs, painless crutches
In middle age, lust morphed into longing
Spent body in static sphere now belonging
Neglected prodigy seeking shelter in availing arms
Licentious, pretentious friends fled in swarms
Sins of youth girdle my deserted gates
Promiscuous flings my esteem deflates
Rebellious children their fealty abrogate
Venal lovers rue my chaster estate
In deep morass, my withered soul equivocates
Bridging divide of self pity, butressing hope inflates
Then residual pain with due penance heart conflates
Seeking self forgiveness; from others proffering rebates
Healing balm of inner resolve soothes empty soul
To wayward children unconditional love tendered not in
part but whole
To fair weather friends only distant compassion will dole
Forthrightly, to bring uplifting, sharing friends into my
foal
Categories:
hutches, hopechildren, self, children, self,
Form: Rhyme