hairy creepy
crimson leaves
lively jumpers
jubilant squirrels
squeaky barndoor
blatant rooster
renegade trees
tremendous crackles
crazy autumn
quintessential sticks
starling flutters
flamboyant colors
compassionate shadows
shifting noises
nearby deer
darling fawn
freckled newborn
purple thorns
thoroughly harsh
hearing robin
rustic log
leaning trunk
tree twisted
twirling leaf
lengthwise walk
wayward direction
gray sky
skirmish underbrush
understanding snake
sneaking past
poisonous maybe
mouse skitters
skimming foot
forever memory
meandering home
Home at last
and in one piece!
Pick One of Five 6-21-25 Image #1
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Sunrise Greets Dawn
Sunrise greets dawn first lights arise
To the beat of unfolding wings
Masking misty azurine skies
Sunrise greets dawn.
Across still water swan chants sing
Bathed in glories of the sunrise
Rosy ballads for morning ring.
Bands of silver steel run lengthwise
Bridging midnight and dawn’s dayspring
Pink aurora turns from moonrise
Sunrise greets dawn.
I step out from a second-story window,
float along roads of slow-churning lullabies,
raptured in response to ice cream truck’s bellow.
A clear case of cold sugar—wide gumball eyes,
mobile memories wrapped in coats of corn-snow
hugged around a wood hourglass of time lengthwise,
waiting to be licked clean, gently insisting
that day pay its weight, in words worth frozen cream.
Recreating the mid seventies
With the Delfonics
Alive and Kicking
Snafu and String Driven Thing
Bedsitter land imagined
on the suburbia lengthwise
red duvets changed frequently
It seems so damn unfair
to live in the past
and today
the songs don't have rhythm
tattooed bards
by the wayside
so waif like
sing out their DNA
looping our form lengthwise
over back along our spine
rising straight to crown
dipping to third eye
along nose to chin
jugular notch and heart
our navel, sacral and below
reconnecting with spine at root
our pranic energy grid pulsates
forming a seamless bliss band
of vibrant magnetic electricity
branching off all along form
that each cell be enlivened
by Divine Mother’s caress
as benedictions divine
Big cheer
Truck’s here!
My prize:
Zip ties!
Breadthwise,
Lengthwise,
Right size:
Deep sighs.
Like sands:
Thousands
Advise,
Good buys
No lies,
Blue skies!
UV?
We’ll see
Tie things
sans strings
Real tough
Hand cuff
Threat bind;
Kids mind
Not true,
Kid you!
Sides clutch,
LOL much!
I say,
Good day!
lovely lithe lively lemurs
languishing lovingly lengthwise
laboriously lightening our loads
laughing in lemur-like linguistics
lovely lacksidasical loving lemurs
letting loose leeches live
living lemur-like lightness
lollygagging in lemur-like ways
Word-Worker
Thee procurement and collection
Of this smattering of letters
No matter your predilection
For future employment of type setters
To criss and cross all the tees and eyes
Paying close attention to the prose
Transcribing thine inner reflections width and lengthwise
In all subsequent rows
By paying out the aforementioned
It may be held in contention
That without future authorship; I would be un-pensioned.
16NOV20
Cherries and Blueberries
Fresh cherries, red-ripened under the sun,
Are picked in the orchard, plump and succulent.
And blueberries plucked from bushes in the wild
Are mouth-wateringly tasty when crushed in the mouth.
Absolutely delicious when used as fillings,
In brimming-over tarts, or between pie crust layers.
Or dusted with sugar and crème poured over,
Enjoyed separately or with combined flavours together.
Blueberry pancakes and cherry waffles for breakfast,
And muffins bursting inside with juicy, sweet goodness;
Tops and stumps, or sliced lengthwise, then smeared with butter,
Exuding fruity aromas to satisfy our palates.
The Slow Hands Flies
'Your soft slow hand feels like flitting fireflies '
Albeit, naught fireflies had, but slow hand flies,
Here in Hawaii where our slow hands rise,
E'er so smoothly, while they lift to the skies,
Their flowing long arms stretch lengthwise,
Everybody slow hands fly, both gals and guys,
First, they start lowly then lift to natural highs,
From the very young to the elderly, all tries,
Hula dancing where slow hands emphasize,
Graceful, slow hands express artful surprise,
Ageless taught form, traditional to modernize,
Tantalize, mesmerize, slow hands they realize.
2020 February 24
He presses up against the open door
where the sun glows and warms the carpet.
Such simple need he has
that give him comfort and joy as his eyes close
soaking in the warm sun's rays.
His shiny soft black fur absorbs the light
casting his small shadow across the floor.
He drops his head and stretches lengthwise
taking in the radiance
and he sighs quiet and soft.
He is toasty warm stepping into the shade
just momentarily to cool down as he rolls on his back.
He returns again, loving this morning time
holding onto it as long as he can
before the sun rises higher and is out of sight.
Life is so simple
living a dog's life.
Jails we weave in hues of red rust
All our yarns are strong and just
Croons of threads sing on a
Quilt, "A song of trust!"
Urged the wefts,'we
Are like Silk,
Roped for
dust!
8th October 2015
Jacquard: a fabric made on a loom fitted with a jacquard, with an intricate variegated pattern
Weft: In weaving, the weft is the term for the thread or yarn which is drawn through the warp yarns to create cloth. Warp is the lengthwise or longitudinal thread in a roll, while weft is the transverse thread.
Only one of the haiku poems below is serious. The others are frivolous. Can you spot the serious poem?
Longitudinal
lines run lengthwise, criss-crossing
lines of latitude.
A "friend of the court,"
or "amicus curiae,"
is no friend of mine!
For perfect haiku,
you must check your syllable
count religiously.
You can run, but you
cannot hide, from the sweeping
hand of Father Time.
The four in boring
salesman suit pants were foreign-
born ring salesladies.
I tuned my Toro,
programmed my Panasonic—
then mowed through Matlock.
Latin syllable count by:
http://marello.org/tools/syllabifier/
There was a little bird once dwelt in my heart, he built a nest
on the tree branch hanging by the window of my heart
with the webbings spun from sunlight in lengthwise
and the webbings spun from moonbeam in breadthwise.
The only wish of the little bird who bathed in the daybreak’s
limpid and cold dews to cleanse himself and dry his wet feathers
in warmth of rising sun, was to meet a charming
little maiden bird who will keep the nest he built
warmed with him as a life-long companion.
His wish was nothing more than a wish. No matter how patiently he waited and waited, and anxiously called and called, the little charming maiden bird never visited the nest he built exclusively for her only.
One chilling night, when the stars poured down on earth,
the lonely little bird who was perched on my heart’s tree branch
to receive a little charming maiden bird, flew away in the darkest nightly air,
leaving the nest he built with his utmost sincerity and
the desire he would not be able to abandon, hanging on my
tormenting heart’s branch.
A banana split can be a work of art.
With the fruit cut lengthwise in half is where we start.
Three scoops of our favorite ice cream go on top.
Whatever flavor, use the cream of the crop.
On each scoop go toppings of pineapple, chocolate, and strawberry.
Above that go generous mounds of whipped cream and a cherry.
A split is good enough to change the most dour personality.
Serve up this treat, and see them become merry.
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