Braynstorm

These faintly familiar intervals Running through my mind Now bring on a feeling Of a completely different kind. I hear the notes played A style of march so grand It seems done so proudly...well, except to those who know better, By the orchestra and band. A warm up scale—nowhere near as in tune Now sounds empty. Lacking structure Lacking me. For nearly 13 years. I've been looking forward to this day Why now am I so anxious not to leave? Pomp and Circumstance begins to play… I can feel it in the air For those who care There is a pall over them Conflicted I'm not so sure what's to come Whatever's going to happen… It will ha

I found it at the lost and found While rummaging through it today. Among discarded coats and books Was a rope with a definite fray. The pile connected to the rope Was moving side to side I tried to find out to what it led To find out what was inside. I pushed discarded books away I sifted through the bog. And to my utter  surprise, I found, Here sat a puppy dog! I took that canine out of there. I brought him home, I got him fed I gave him kibble, brushed his hair And put him in a doggy bed. Now me and Fido are best of friends Years now into our future. Our love for each other never ends! And I've even taught him Euchre!  

Snow Whispers peacefully through the ether; Flutters down toward the cold earth; And joins it's brethren in the snowdrift. Like A newborn kitten, the powder feels so  Light and fluffy to the touch.  Not yet  Able to be packed, it is white and pure. Waiting For the chance to become one again  With the air, it sits patiently until spring.

Two donuts sitting in the window How I wanted to devour each. These little flakey pieces of dough Made my stomach want to carp and row One filled with apple, the other peach. In heavy contemplation I stood Finally deciding on the last. The glaze of the pastry just as good Just as pleasing on the counter's wood Either are perfect to break my fast. There were no samples to help me choose. Looking back, my choice was truly fair. Even though, of course, I stopped to muse Both donuts did I choose to peruse Apple was left sitting in the air. Peach was not the norm, but just as fine. I ate it as I went on my way. Even standing at th

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"A Lifetime of Worry              Or Not Yet, Gertie, I Still Have My Health"                                                                                        I. Yesterday I was born. Poetically, of course Actually, it was almost twenty years ago However, I guess that's not the point of this poem, Even though (and I must hope so) it seems to flow. I remember running around quite naked It's more cute and beautiful when you're young. Old women coo, parents look away bashfully, But it's quite okay, I do say, because the spring of life is sprung. And how it springs! Those whacky things! The younglings often more the sprighte

"Lifesaving Headphones" "If it weren't for those headphones, I'd be dead."  Armando looked at the prized item fondly. Jeff scoffed.  "How is that even possible?" "Well…"  Armando said.  "Let me tell you." Flashback "I was down in the Grand Canyon on vacation.  I had ridden down on a burro, but he had broken his leg on a rock and could not climb up the steep crags.  Oh, yes.  They were steep crags.  So steep that I could not make my way up them without a donkey.  However, I had my music with me.  I had figured the trip down would be boring, so I had it with me to entertain myself while I was riding a stinky donkey in a bunch of rocks.  I