Wednesday, December 29, 2010

One Two

We are the factory making
Hand made days
Counting on our fingers
Soaking up the rays

We are the watch dogs
Taking time away
Like a load but lighter
On our back to stay


Friday, December 24, 2010

Standing Still There

It was early evening
But December was dark
With no wind blowing
All was still outside

No snowfall was laying
Over Autumn leaves
All swirled into corners
From another season

A clear moon overhead
Caused light shadows
Away from street clatter
Peaceful without cars

But not silent, really,
Echoes from city sounds
A critter noise or two
And there was my breath

Merry Season to all!

Thursday, December 02, 2010


I floated on a borrowed raft
Words of other writers
Beauty on a placid lake
Words of other writers

I took my time and stopped a lot
Pages turn forever
Patient waiting joy to take
Pages turn forever

My senses finally had enough
Drifting from the shore
Thinking of a poem to make
Drifting from the shore