Grandmother Word Play Poems

Little Miss Muffet loved her curds and whey,  
give me a box of cereal with cold milk and I will be on my way....

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When Ocean Dries Up Will Be A Bad Plight


In that old house something seemed not right,
the hammer hits the nail right on the head.

The moon...

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She was dying to grow up
So she could dye her hair like her grandma
Grandma dyed her hair to match her dresses
Every Sunday at church- lavender,...

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M iracles of life
A bundant each day
N ew every morning
N ature..divine
A ppearing by grace


More@ Mt 6:11 & Ex 16:15...

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Time is a funny thing,                    ...

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Pareidolia you just come and go,                   ...

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Pa could not bend over to the stove like he should
The wood is too heavy for Ma is understood 
To ease this plight
And make it...

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She is whipping winds.

Salt,
washing over my hair, eyes, skin.
Numbingly cold waters,
as if just unfrozen,
spilling into, refreshing
the Bay.

She hosts,

An eroded map
Of webbed and pebbled paths.
Barnacle scattered
grit.
Rolling...

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 dodoitsu series (rhymed) 

Winter is taking the reins
speeding past days of autumn -
Jack Frost smears the windowpanes
forefingers and thumb.

You who have no house to...

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~Summer’s Eve ~


I am a woman!
I am proud-

I am everything you want. 
Plus more
The adoring wife,
A beautiful mother, 
A grandmother a granddaughter 
A daughter, a...

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