October 10, 2015 § Leave a comment

I want to lose.
Throw the dice, bet
Step, pounce even;
Into the light. Run
From neat shadows
Leave and arrive;
Take chances,
To maybe win.


Tangy Limericks

August 8, 2015 § Leave a comment

Rainy weather, dogs howling and warm soup can put me up for these

There was a dog named Bowler,
who was every bit a howler,
till one sunny day,
before he had his say,
his throat was slit by a prowler.

And then it wouldn’t stop.

There lived a family of mice,
well fed on quality rice.
Papa and mama stole,
from the granary hole,
as the babies grew round & nice.

With the third one on its way,

What’s that noise? said Li
Oh just a shaking tree,
said Po yawning,
just as the awning,
crashed through his reverie.

I ended up with

Treason’s in season,
& that’s the reason,
he was out teasin’
squeezing and pleasin’
both Fergie and Ferguson.

Maybe an illustration for each would be fun. Like Edward Gorey.


August 7, 2015 § Leave a comment

Small lives and short attention spanned
Less to learn and more to understand,
This is where the buck stops
you are who you aspire now
as you walk along the sidelines
waiting for that elusive El Dorado.

A rhyme my own to seek
In a verse old and worn
A pace, mine to make
on a path asunder torn
direction drawn in chalk
expression warped in talk

There is much to inspire
and inspiration to be sought.

Time is on my side

August 7, 2015 § Leave a comment

Time moves in skips

Do as you will

Or, as you won’t;

She never slips.


August 6, 2015 § Leave a comment

When my mind is the mire
No thought can it sire
Or an idea pure.
Some type of cure
I find, in dreams for hire.


August 5, 2015 § Leave a comment

A quiet heart, seeks not
A measure of its own.
Metronome. Fylfot
Moving skin and bone.


May 5, 2015 § Leave a comment

There is a rock inside my heart
When it starts to fly
It beats and beats. Up and on
Towards a weightless sky

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