(2015)
Haiku in 4 words
A Limerick written for fun is a Limerick seldom undone, And if it is funny then it’s right on the money. A pound of chuckles is worth a Pu…
In the silence of moonbeams thoughts pass to calm so, falling is seldom heard upon the clouds I ride on D. Thurmond / JEFalcon
The sign says “No Parking– AT… And yes, that means it is a crime. To ignore it and say, “Stick-it”,… Pay attention, and believe that st… No, the sign didn’t say, “You’re…
Too many walks in the park, dear… Yellow speckled freckles on fields… Autumn used her brush In a hurried rush Now Winter finds grays in which t…
The Sky’s in blistered phases From a sunset’s dying light As the ocean mocks the shadows of Some passing gulls in flight. The wind drifts deep, as melting l…
In the evening, in the twilight,… Of the coming of an age in parody Then I see another vision based o… But in the end, there is a song of… Scarlet red finds its way into my…
The disconcerted Porcupine, Waddles it’s way across the manicu… Paying no mind to the Calico Cat That learned it’s lesson weeks ago… Mockingbirds chase their siblings
Drained, like a cup that holds too… Dry, like deserts approaching noon… The inspiration juices flow Then turn to bits of coal Scattered like the sand upon a dun…
In the deep-blue chill of morning Along the shallow bays of time Came the Spirit of the Yesterday With its haunting, melancholy, rhy… It flows upon Remembrance Shore
There is a shadowy figure on the w… On this early Christmas morning And it moves with the stealth of… Darting and dashing, without warni… The mall is closed, it’s too late…
I think it was just before Winter When the change took her away. Yes— I think it was then, not sur… That Fall left the forest, to sta… She stepped from the trees for a m…
Hopscotch oh house-tops The jolly fat man plays. They say he goes from here to ther… With his rambling Reindeer ways. You might believe and maybe you do…
Just above graves there are distre… Caused by forces that have no cont… And they set about motions, like w… That linger in the air and snatch-… You can’t see or hear as the force…
Renewed The odd lights flicker Along the midways set in sand. Cobblestones And melodious tones
It was just past midnight When I heard a bell, It wasn’t a big one, It was small, I could tell. Ting-Ting, Ting-ting,
