Month: September 2017

She Does It Her Way

Mom nature with her notorious ways Wearied from her laborious ways Tightly gripped her tattered shroud Hitched a ride on a quilted cloud So proud of gifts she bestows Well, that’s how her story goes Ah, but heed her deception… Read More ›

Abstract Weather

Let’s tether the weather Mom nature knows better There’s fires with ire And floods with mud There’s cat 5 ‘canes Winds howl like trains There’s twisters and twirlers And tiddly wink hurlers Yesterday’s balmy Is today’s tsunami  There’s quaking and… Read More ›

A Mind’s RPMs

  An unfolding thought comes to naught Makes one feel they don’t know squat Perhaps we ought to be retaught The dotted line is missing a dot Fame and fortune idly sought Fractals off kilter, methought  You know insanity can’t… Read More ›