Tea time or nap time Twinkle, twinkle, little bat Make mine decaf please

Write a poem that contains at least five of the following ten words. Feel free to include all ten if you wish. Frogs Evening Tomatoes Jars Raincoat Steam Peculating Children Elbow Mystery   Summer Fields By Patricia Harris   The mystery of summer, The joys…

I stand at the open window On an evening warm and damp. The steam rises off the canning pot I slowly switch on a lamp. The tomatoes in their canning jars The children at my elbow At the open window I stand Hear the frogs…

Alighting the stairwell She looked at me And in all seriousness, asked ‘Were you the one who drank all the coffee?’

(pitter pats gentle cats always in my mind)   (there was a time two rats of mine became live cat tv)   (last dog i’d say: please sneeze away aaah~chooo she did with ease)   (sweet screaming squirrel without tail father killed from freeze)  …

      Mystery of life echoing Still always a child at heart Inner child kindling Jars of contentment Always letting go of steam Uncovering certainty on horizon Leading to evening of understanding Where all things lingers Threshing out in the midst of dark evening…

Bravely he stands, ready for battle. Staring him down is his enemy, the one he swore to kill. As they circle each other, one says “Surrender.” The other cries, “Never!” And like that the war is on. Man and beast clash for survival. Both entered…

The trees, they called to me To whisper secrets deep And so I took to answer While world lay fast asleep They spoke of world rotation And all they witnessed change And as those things were different They soon came round again They spoke of…

If only we had another Tomorrow for all of our Precious moments Even if those moments   Fade away Into dream of yesterday

Saturday night allows me thirteen poems to celebrate what remains for me to create some songs recall music I have heard some songs recall what I remember some songs rely upon what I once dreamed.