P words

Paula's purple peonies paled under pressure
She kept them pleased with pies and peas
And parsnips peeled with pliers!


Yes, it's another silly sort of nursery rhyme. Sorry, but it's all I've got today.

Walking

Not enough time in every day
To cover all the ground in my way
But each new morning is fresh and bright
And things keeping moving well into the night
Now the path is slowly getting clearer
I feel the incline won't get any steeper
But if it does, I'll simply push right on
After all, for this we were born.

Old friend

Happy birthday, dear friend!
Gone the 12 and 14- year-olds
Our youthful tears long at an end
Our hopes and dreams so different now
Our lives so far apart somehow
But despite it all we always seem
To make quite a happy team
You at one end and I at another
But I know we'll always have each other
So, here's to neighbors near and far
To me you really set the bar!


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Jazz Fest

It's summer in the city!
Jazz beats in the air
Sultry slow blues and
Shoulders tanned and bare
An obliging hill
A grassy knoll
A concrete step
A low-slung pole
People watching people
As music flows around
All just caught up
In the festive summer sound





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Baby blue

A saffire fell from the sky
A bright-eyed shining star
A purpose he was given
So he travelled from afar
But he is young and so he needs
A guide to lead the way
That is why he was welcomed
Into God's home today
With loving arms to hold him tight
And whispered words of truth and light
His future path all laid out
Along life's journey he'll feel no doubt
Now his mortal mom, dad and sis
Can truly enjoy all his bliss


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Decisions

Just how much can one person shoulder,
When the job is meant to be shared?
But you have to live with your decisions
Even if the burden is hence squared
A life of ease is not in the cards
Because I chose heart over mind
I guess that means that the consequence
Will always be thus defined.


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Pockets

How deep are my pockets
It's really hard to tell
Sometimes they fill up fast
And at other times they're an empty shell
Today was a good one
With bits of fluff and feathers too
A push pin, ribbon, candy stars
and a shining yellow sun!

Moment

Atop my perch I feel the breeze
And wish this moment I could freeze
A beautiful sigh caught in time
Knowing it's ours is so sublime
Yet bittersweet this seems to be
For change really is the key
And starting from scratch is all very well
But some towers I wish just never fell



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Deja Vu

Hey wait! I've seen this scene before
At first I wasn't very sure
However now the sounds and emotions are the same
But it's not something I ever wanted to experience again
It's two steps forward and one step back
Wondering what it is we lack
Why the energy won't seem to flow
Every time we want to grow?
Is it what we send out?
A grain of sand and a lot of doubt?
Please let this be the last
And let it change real, real fast

11pm and all's not well

Wondering how much more I can take
Of this whining, complaining and crying
Please go to sleep, for my sake,
Or else my sanity will go flying!


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