Here is another poem about D.B., written in 1983.
Oh! How I love you,
You little ball of fur.
Your little booted feet,
up to your little white chin.
Your long, soft
fur is a comfort
when I’m sad.
Your watchful eyes
help me see clearly
that you love me
as much as I love you.
Though you may
bite and claw me
when you’re mad,
I know you understand
that I love you
and you are me
little kitty-kins.
I was cleaning out my fiction and poetry files this weekend in preparation of renewing my efforts and found this weird little poem I wrote on Oct. 16, 1995. In fact, I don’t remember writing it. It’s in my handwriting and I do remember the line about the streamers, but everything else was like reading…
On Saturday, I heard a self-made millionaire speak. He talked about life being filled with choices and how you move toward your goal by always making the choices that lead you there. That’s what inspired this week’s haiku. Choices fill your life The moment of truth is here Which road will you take? Originally posted…
This poem was written in 1983, inspired by my senior ring, which had a blue spinal stone because my favorite color is blue. It was published in the Spring 1984 issue of Metanoia, the Montgomery High School creative writing magazine. Blue Spinal, Spiral me down, down to the depths of your ocean. I see everything…
Would you believe I wrote this haiku in time for last Wednesday’s post but just forgot to post it? It was a crazy week. A big, fat smile Works its way across my face What a cheeky dog! Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Today’s haiku was inspired by an absolutely beautiful sunset I enjoyed last week. The sky was slightly overcast and the layers of clouds were all different colors … light purple blue, brilliant pink orange and even a scattering of white. Stunning. Periwinkle sky Tangerine clouds float by Across my mind’s eye Originally posted on 52…
I just found this limerick I wrote many years ago based on a co-workers name. I hope you enjoy it!