Why name one a flower, Call another a weed? Both petals and stems Grew from dirt and seed.
Pick your poison Fill your cup Mix Captains and Coke And drink the islands up Pour a glass of wine Red or white Let it breathe ‘til the flavor’s just right Jameson and Ginger Are a perfect pair A refreshing treat With an Irish flair Or just drink a water Sparkling or still “Cheers,”… Read More Cheers
Glasses help you see The writing on the wall But the meaning in between They can’t see at all So, look all you want Study what you see Then slowly close your eyes And see what can’t be seen The thought, feeling, emotion The meaning in between
We need to laugh To get us through The bad days The days painted blue We need to laugh To take a break From the doom and gloom Of the world’s mistakes We need to laugh Out of control To expand our lungs Until we feel whole We need to laugh For our souls
This year more than ever We need Christmas in July A little bit of happiness To help the days go by To calm the unrest With a bit of cheer To have a celebration To forget about our fears If only we could gift ourselves A brand new year
Oh, Busy Bee How do you decide Between the showstopper flowers And the shy ones who hide In the back of the garden Behind the ‘look at me’ blooms Growing near the ground With the speckled mushrooms Oh, Busy Bee How do you decide Who deserves your attention Or a hasty fly by In… Read More Busy Bee
Nothing ever Stays the same The birds The people The lay of the land They fly They age They grow wild and free Leaving only Hints Of what used to Be
The clock keeps on ticking It keeps track of the hour Its seconds are sweet As its minutes are sour Its chimes are so pleasing If not quite deceiving How slow, oh how fast Where does the time go?
The people are hungry They hold out their plates But supper’s been served They lined up too late The dogs, they howl Howl at the pale moon It’s a song she’s heard It’s a somber tune The flowers are droopy More petals are lost In the middle of summer They react to the frost… Read More Lies That Bind
The world still spins But what makes her go ‘round In this flurry of chaos With no love to be found On this wild ride Twisting this way and that Our beautiful globe Is starting to fall flat Stamped upon Like a threadbare doormat Humanity wipes their feet And never looks back Still, she… Read More Welcome Mat