Chester CatMaster, a nature wizard,
cast a few spells upon some lazy lizards;
chanting “Meow-chi-nik-de-nook-do-kangi”,
he turned them into various fungi.
There were Buttons and ake,
Puffballs, Polypores and maitake;
Hedgehog, Earpiks and Penny Buns,
Old Chester was having so much fun.
Chester had given them legs of their own,
around and around him, they all did roam.
He held onto their roots like little leashes,
this sight left me quite shockingly speechless.
There he stood with the fungi all dancing around,
I believe he considered them to be little clowns.
Then he did something that had me surprised,
he planted them into the ground and fertilized.
Turned their legs into roots that held them in place,
I looked and he had a huge smile on his face.
He said he was planting a yard full of trees,
the fungi helped them to communicate with ease.
Warding off dangerous insects is vital;
fungi are helping trees do it in cycles.
Chester CatMaster is simply the best;
his Fungi will always outdo the rest.
Millions of people about the world gazed at their televisions mesmerized,
As Nik Wallenda crossed the Grand Canyon with consummate skill as advertised!
People held their collective breaths as he performed this outstanding feat!
It was a dream he had since boyhood and he wouldn't countenance defeat!
It took GREAT COURAGE to take the walk as about him fearful winds swirled.
It took GREATER COURAGE to express his faith in God before the entire world!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
love born ‘neath star sequins
a hand extended and life’s slow dance begins
confidential whispers exchanged
vows professed on a sun-kissed beach
eternity held in promises
leaping dolphins revel in joy
and they return when azure skies beckon the first-born’s toes to touch the ocean
when the family erects sandcastles while waves lap the shore
when the birds have left the nest as autumn fog covers the sea
when aging lovers see sunset casting a pink aura on lazy clouds
when the final glimmer of light surrenders to celestial curtains
until the surviving spouse emits a sigh in the solitude of darkness
*Entry for Nik Kulik's “Darn, I Wish I Wrote Whis” Contest
(for Nik)
lucky, gracy, raw artifice
natural all the way;
just like a fairy
in the medieval world
natural all the way
nik, purely nikky
aren't you
natural all the way?
aren't you from an arty universe?
aren't you another mona lisa
natural all the way?
you're just nikky
& natural all the way!
May your married life be fruitful
and full of color,
And may your life together
be forever entwined,
like ivy on a wall.