Short Triple Crown Poems

American Pharoah,
swift as an arrow.
First triple crown winner to date,
since nineteen hundred and seventy-eight.

7/1/15...

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There's a definite electrical charge that's flowing
Between T.O and the Big “O”, the ions are glowing
As well as that British guy
Cross the sea who comes by
A triple crown of joy with giggles overflowing...

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Lo and behold, a marigold
  Like nectar to sip, a bright tulip
No chill, just a thrill, a daffodil
  Hold that perfect pose, M'ss Rose

When life has me down
  When the world wears a frown
My garden sports a triple crown
  Fragrance, color, God's grace
    ~ Sun-up to sundown...

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Triple Crown
Tissue paper hats
One last stroll in my wheelchair as I’m 
Lost in the labyrinth of life. 
Is that the sun peering through? 
What can I possibly do? 
Lost in the labyrinth of life. 
Is there an end in sight? 
Until another Triple Crown
Lost in the labyrinth of life....

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Withering daffodils are unnoticed--
my attention shifting mid-spring
to what’s new, more colorful.

I try not to see the dandelions, 
glaring like headlights of oncoming traffic
whose presence will not be denied,

until beloved hyacinths 
rescue the moment with spires of splendor,
rising as nature’s signets,

releasing what nostrils crave,
introducing the triple crown of spring--
hyacinth, lilac and viburnum....

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lost in the
wild west riding
into town
gunslinger
trigger finger
meet the best
and go down
local saloon
I found clarity
with a girl flirt
said her name was
"Charity"
I told her
I would give
until it hurt
and charitable
she was...
with a howdy miss
gave her a kiss
just north of
her garter county
line she said how
about you grab
that garter
pardner
ride this filly
to the triple crown
you tasted
the best now
I expect you
to go down...

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Experiencing the dreaded silent scream again.
Doing my best to holler out my anxiety.
I may have a heart attack I think.
My heart is racing like it just lost the Triple Crown.
Fear has me incapacitated.
This nightmare is perpetually long. 
I cannot handle much more of it.
I have a stern talk to my imagination upon awakening.
You are going to kill me for real!  I warn her.
She smirks, gloats, and flits away, ignoring my requests.
Reminding me of my children....

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