Goodbye, summer.
Goodbye, beach. Continue reading →
Goodbye, Summer
Goodbye, summer.
Goodbye, beach. Continue reading
Tag Archives: rhyming
Ode to Gold
The Olympic dream is one
that bites young and grown. Continue reading
Wild Blue Chicory
Oh to be chicory,
abloom beneath hickory,
hearing rain chime and
dressed in diamonds. Continue reading
If I Were a Bee…
If I were a bee,
this is where I’d be. Continue reading
Pink Wink
She gave me a pink wink, Continue reading
Trailing Trumpets
Angels blare a brassy fanfare
on foxglove trumpets by the square. Continue reading
Too Quick
Trip-trap
along the path
finding dust,
twigs, bees
and green
dappled light
betwixt the trees. Continue reading
Happy July 4th!
Happy Red, White and Blue from the flowers!
Happy Poetry Friday!
Here is a poem of joy for you:
My Heart Leaps Up
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
Read the rest here.
— William Wordsworth
May you experience the joy and magic of being with family.
Thanks to Tabatha Yeatts for hosting his week!
Stop by and read more poetry if you have time.
Lilacs for Dad
Lilacs are pink,
lilacs are blue,
with help from dad,
kids grow up true. Continue reading
Tulip Dreams
Tulips gossip downtown
in streets curved in frowns.
Too many people
walk dogs, legs lifting –
tulips don’t want a drink,
of that kind, I think. Continue reading
Tickled on Tuesday
Three Dutch tweens
tickled by the breeze Continue reading
Columbine Divine
Rosy-hued curls, arranged in whirls,
remind me of a clock, stopped.
The minute hand is stuck at twelve.
The hour hand spins too fast to see. Continue reading
