The Girl with the Musical Laugh

The girl with the musical laugh

from some far time back,

A lover of unique qualities

Still sings in my mind

Still plays a cord with my heart.

Worth Noting

My poem, An Expression of Time, was also posted in the June issue of Aphelion Magazine.  Please go and check it out along with the rest the great work that's in the issue.

Princess Tool Time

A tutu and a torque wrench.

A blower and a flat head sitting on the work bench.

A’top the fairy princess stove

eggs are cooking, bacon-sizzle.

The oven and work bench

Multitasking.

The toast is popping

“How’d you like your eggs?”

“16 newton meters, sunny side up, please.”

EXPRESSION OF TIME

Expression of time…experience

wins & losses; hopes & visions.

With your pen and brush you make love.

However, given time as THE arbiter,

I would question perceived stone cast ideas

INTERIOR DECORATOR or Thought Expressions

Does the color of your politics reflect

the light of the local culture’s décor?

Is it red? Is it blue?

What do these colors mean to you?

Oh say, can you say; oh say, can you choose?

They are not at all opposed on the color wheel

and along with yellow,

primary,

the basic.

Without, all would be black; its opposite,

white inclusive,

how funny nature is.

How are we to paint and decorate this place we call home

if in fact those are the only colors we are allowed to use.

Marriage

The mirror reflects a life.

In my case?

Too many cars, a life time purchased ,

chromium, steel, nickel, and plastic

lovers.

After a while like a spouse, no one’s perfect.

Accepting the flaws with the positives,

nothing recallable.

The new model year.

I look, I admire  and I drive on.

Donkey Frogs

As reported by Mackenzie:

Mackenzie asked me early one day,

“Have you ever seen a donkey frog frolicking at play?”

‘No,” I responded, what could I say?

“A donkey frog? Really? Not in my day!”

“They hop like zebras bounding away,

or croak in the garden as night overcomes day.

Gray and green or black  and white,

donkey frogs can be a most terrible sight.

Some are big, oh so quite huge

too fat to do anything ,

they can’t even move.”

Mackenzie saw them as she mentioned to me.

So I wrote what she said for all you to see.

“They’re afraid of cameras and don’t want to be held,

If you see one to touch you must stand so still.

It will come up and look you nose to your toes

Then smile if it wants to, giving a moo.”