Monthly Archives: September 2015

Tickle a Fancy

I spied a feather, it was for me I tucked it into my cap thoughtfully But then I had a thought of an earring And it passed quickly Since one would look so gay And I’m straight as an arrow … Continue reading

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To, Two, and Too

To whom it may concern: Two seems too much to endure One is bad enough to discern With two, though, the constant play Of many possibilities dismay And this is why that is true Pick simply one reason, then do … Continue reading

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WINDMILL PHILOSOPHY

Some strange footprints found In the sand or the mud so profound Warned me I’m not alone Nor shall I become a clone So mysterious as they were They could have danced a twirl Or slipped by in the dead … Continue reading

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PROPHETIC MUSE

Getting away with profit Puts pennies in my pocket But when I saw the sign How quickly did I find That rules posted creates wealth Since authorities use stealth How quickly did pennies circulate? To all so often give them … Continue reading

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The Box

The box is square or rectangle It puts us in such a tangle Because it’s confinement at best We try to get out of the next Not much life happens there Only still pictures & objects fair We are constantly … Continue reading

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Radio Box

That old wooden radio box Is another confinement or refinement Seems so perfect to hear All the confounded information, so dear Listening for facts or fiction Entertained by the various diction Music is another lovely delight To engage our beautiful … Continue reading

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The Chase

As I chase after happiness I’m in hot pursuit of its meaning Constantly striving and achieving Sometimes I’m up against a wall Other times, I enjoy a great Fall But the most important decision Has to be trying for the … Continue reading

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