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All posts tagged: Poetry
Zunday Zen … My First Crush
He loves me … he loves me not … he loves me … he loves me not … He loves me!!!
Zunday Zen … An Afternoon in the Park
Established around 1730 in Toulouse a botanical garden for practical use overflowing with trees and flowers profuse old-fashioned organ grinder to amuse relax under shade trees for a snooze bring a picnic and enjoy the views. All you have to do is pick and choose […]
Zunday Zen … Springtime Splendor
Sweeping fields of brilliant bouquets swaying gently in the breeze clinking together like champagne flutes in joyful celebration. Mother Earth wearing her Sunday Best!
Zunday Zen … How time flies when you’re having fun
So many, many years ago I said “I do!” “I want to spend my life with you!” So after many, many years in a row I said “I do” “I want to celebrate # 35 with you!” So when the sun put on this show I […]
Zunday Zen … Childhood Memories from the Black Forest
The unmistakable scent of the woodsy perfume mingled with the essence of dirt. Pine needles tiny bits of leaves clinging to trumpet-shaped golden-yellow chanterelles. Deep in the dense, dark forest leaf mold thickly covering the ground like a plush carpet the musty air saturated with moisture, […]
Zunday Zen … In Cahoots with Muddy Boots
Winter silence Sometimes broken By January rain Ragged steel gray clouds bursting Giant, heavy raindrops hammering Rooftops Windows Pavement Collecting in mucky puddles Gushing noisily along curbs Flooding ditches Reverberating noises of Gleeful laughter Splashing Running Frolicking Feet stomping Delighting in play As darkness falls […]
Zunday Zen … A Slithery, Scaly Encounter
Basking in the sun A serpent, first curious Then slithering off.
Zunday Zen … Dear Santa!
My wish list is small For I am lucky to have it all: A cozy, warm home, A husband with whom the globe I love to roam. Two wonderful kids, now adults and all grown, both living nearby, but all on their own. My kinship with George and Penelope across […]
Neighborhood Noises …
A quiet, peaceful pocket in this town, Small bungalows line narrow streets Each and every house here looks unique A neighborhood walk here is a treat! An early morning stroll around the block Past the community garden, then left on Denton Behind a fence a dog
Quack, Quack! I’m the other Cold Duck
Quack, quack, quack, Said this very Cold Duck, Now please, have a taste before Saying yuck to this unfamiliar other Cold Duck. One part Mosel wine, one part from the Rhine o n e p a r t Cham pagne. Enjoy your Cold Duck! Quack,quack, quack!
The Human Positioning System or “Who needs a map?”
Without a map landmarks along this road remind me each summer of what lies ahead around the bend on the other side of the valley over mountain passes each stop familiar the sights and the sounds and the smells: Evergreen forests gnarly oaks in meadows scent of eucalyptus in […]
No “Squidding around” here!
Propelling swiftly through the sea, its body, in perfect symmetry. Kind of funny looking all around, a highly intelligent creature among the sea-bound. Its three hearts help it live and survive in the treacherous sea, where this super-strong swimmer can often be impossible to see! The skin of the squid, its head, […]
My Poetry Potluck Offering
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then […]
Imperfect Perfection?
Opened the oyster, gave it a whirl exposing only mother-of-pearl the iridescent glow beauty magnifico! […]
The Gift of Friendship
Friendship is her gift to me Rain or shine, we often meet In the great outdoors. […]
in cahoots with muddy boots 