Bell re-rung
lit bag of dung;
no treat, so
a smelly trick
stomping makes
a foot quite slick
serves him right
the cranky old prick --
Horrid Ghosts
shrieking goblins
bloody sacks
creepy maniacs
it's all sick fun
Halloween on a
bun~ icky worms
and spiders -- backyard
pool with a couple
gators -- replacing
guardian angels with
starkly arousing satyrs --
a night of celebration
hosted by
the monarch of
Evil Contemplation --
Categories:
oct, celebration, evil, gothic, halloween,
Form: Free verse
What shall I tell you about…books piled high, watery eyes, a day burned up, my birthday coming up. Shall I tell you, I have one more year before I’m officially a senior citizen and how the gray and wrinkled look at me and laugh because I’m too young to be north of 60. My hair dyed dark brown, almost always a big toothy smile, no cane, loose hips. I can see some smiling at that last little quip. I know you're winking on the other side of the screen or perhaps it's an allergy or old contacts. What shall I tell you about…the cheer in a Winter t-shirt and red skirt, long brown hair. I still have the photograph to prove I uplifted Pop Warner. What shall I say…I love a great storm but not destruction and death. I think many of us think this way. We look outside for the excitement, which may or may not come. Glad it didn’t, but sad for those who were gobsmacked by it. I will tell you some random things…like my library sale. Thought I’d buy one or two. Brought one bag. Filled it up. The prices insanely good. I remember the days where I’d buy one book. It was most precious. Each life is duly precious…each and every one. Each and every thought and moment. Fill your bag up.
Categories:
oct, age, birthday, books, memory,
Form: Prose
falls gloomy night skies meet the clueless ~
~ winters bright nights new stars greet tears
Categories:
oct, allusion, analogy, bereavement, children,
Form: Monoku
Thirty minutes til pickup - leaving home before crack of dawn
A slew of police cars and orange cones blocking the exit
Reading mailboxes with old eyes - not owl eyes
My friend and I exchanging gift bags - her birthday was in August
Thirty more minutes North - I should have let her drive
A sharp curve - caught off guard - followed it to its conclusion
A deer in a dead slump near the road’s edge
Motorcyclists - one popping a wheelie
Country bumpkin roads
Field of future Jack-O’-lanterns
The church steeple as the sun comes up
Categories:
oct, dark, travel,
Form: List
They saw each other,
For the first time.
She saw an angel,
For the first time.
Locked eyes and they smiled,
That few second of stare,
Was a life.
The day when she met him,
Was the day when she,
Went on heaven to swim.
His hands locked so well
In her hands,
As like he was the boy
Of her brand.
And her body fitted so well
In his arms,
As like she was born
To be his charm.
His tiny eyes and his smile
And his love and his good deeds,
Cannot be spelled.
She's in love, with his every cell.
In the end she will say,
It's so good to write 'bout him.
As he is the God,
And this is the hymn.
It was his birthday,
But it became her day too.
All she could say to him is
"I love you".
Categories:
oct, appreciation, birthday, boyfriend, cute
Form: Rhyme
If it were possible to love a thing,
I would love you.
I would hear the click of your pieces moving
The silence of felt.
Feel the hardness of marble, the soft warmth of wood,
Watch the changing endless patterns.
Smell the patient contentedness as your dance unfolds.
I know you read the minds of many who play with you,
Their struggles and conquests, their despairs and rage,
Their satisfactions and glee.
If you could laugh your pieces would wobble
all day long and far into the night.
Tiles black and white and other contrasting shades.
Eight by eight, white on the right,
Whilst the Queen goes on her own colour.
Knights jump, castles in every corner.
For centuries your image has endured unchanged.
Your pieces wobble all day long and far into the night
If it were possible to love a thing, I would love you.
October 2021
Categories:
oct, love,
Form: Free verse
This is your month your time to shine
Takeoff with happiness and leave the hate behind
Its fall but I hope you don't fall
Live life make your own call
Party all in all but don't forget to give god time
Categories:
oct, 12th grade, encouraging, funny,
Form: Limerick
Randy I swear it just doesn't seem possible that 1 year ago today
it was one of the most horrible days that had ever happened in our lives
it was the day you passed away and it was much too soon
but to me it feels like it was just yesterday when our hearts forever broken and it left an open wound
but i know that you re with our family those already gone
while we are left here to try to carry on
i still dont understand why you had to go away
living this miserable life without you
is what we struggle with everyday
October 23rd just 4 days after my birthday came
this year is the first birthday without you
those days will never be the same
i know to some it doesn't matter its just another day
but not everyone felt that way you always made time to send happy wishes my way
you and sue always loved me no matter who or what has been said
ill never forget the shock and heartbreak when sue told me you was dead
i sank to my knees to the floor and many tears i cried
i really miss you randy i wish i could talk to you
please tell mom and carol and scotty and gypsy too to watch over us here below
Categories:
oct, anniversary, i miss you,
Form: I do not know?
Parades of parades-
Couples and trios
A Sun present,
Sand rises to a projected
screen in reflected flash-
Smells mixed in sights.
Categories:
oct, beach,
Form: Free verse
Far may seem the distance
From this coast to that
Yet in a thought there is no time.
Categories:
oct, life,
Form: Free verse