wrote this over labor day weekend, up north in the family lake house. 9/2/2024
In a world of words, where meaning… A tale unfolds—a linguistic ride. Bombastic strides forth, bold and… A lexicon soldier, sword in hand. With syllables clashing, vowels ab…
As zephyr’s weave through leaves,… Carrying fragrant tales across the… Air, the breath of existence, fill… Like a delicate bloom, cherished a… Beneath our feet, the soil cradles…
In the high forests where the bamb… Lives a red panda named Rosey, wi… She’s the first panda, a title she… Named long before her giant cousin… Rosey munches bamboo, her favorite…
Little master mellow, quite a lovely older fellow. Sits in a rocker, on his porch, making music, by a dim lit torch. Pen in hand, paper in his lap,
Behind the mask, a secret lies, A world unseen by prying eyes. A smile painted, a laugh well feig… And beneath it all, true feelings… A mask of joy, a mask of peace,
In the mirror, a face I see, Etched with lines of memory. Eyes that once sparkled bright, Now reflect a softer light. Hair of silver, touched by years,
In a home where love’s light lists… “Honey do’s” are sweetened twists. Tasks penned with a loving kiss, Moments in life we shant dismiss. She writes with a smile, her scrip…
In the quiet hours of twilight, When shadows lengthen and memories… I find solace in the lines etched… Each wrinkle a testament to a life… The laughter lines around my eyes,
In the twilight of youth, where sh… I grew amidst conflicts, in a livi… Voices whispered that would never… A soul adrift, beneath earth’s ski… Different, they said, from all aro…
Lori the Loggerhead Lori wears a carapace, ancient and… Etched with tales of shipwrecks an… Her flippers, like oars, propel he… Guided by the moon and stars of th…
In life’s grand theater, where spo… Not for perfection’s stage, but fo… Dancers of trials, leaping over ba… Triumphs etched in scars, where re… To the brave souls who weathered y…
In the twilight of tides, where th… Lives an old man, weathered and wi… His hands, etched by years of haul… Tell tales of tempests faced, of s… He’s the captain of a 55-foot vess…
In a world where serendipity meets… Life unfolds with a palpable sensi… We navigate through moments of dis… Finding strength in clear visibili… With hearts full of unwavering pos…
In the quiet woods where shadows p… Lives Fiona the Fox, sleek and gr… Her ears rotate, like radar they t… Pinpointing sounds, every rustle d… With a twitch and a flick, she pin…
In the quiet shadows where whisper… A lie is born, a truth to quell. Trust once strong, now fragile and… Hearts are broken, where do I beg… The eyes that once held warmth and…