Dearest little jumping flea I truly wish you’d not picked me To play the host so you and yours Can live in comfort with food on our four paws To snack whenever and take a nap Within the fur around our backs The feeling is…

“I have been one acquainted with the night. … I have outwalked the furthest city light” (Robert Frost).   No remote nature road for me Where small rustles in the grass chill my gut, Where moon and stars play hide and seek Behind brooding verdant…

Taking me to different universes My own personal medium of transport Books whisk me a way leaving nothing behind Heart of mine racing   I love them so with all of my heart and soul Reading always makes me feel like I am home Affiliated…

I can’t imagine a life Without his smile That bright beam that lights My way through The worst days Shining brighter My best… He’s a silly tease with Innocence abounding Simple toilet humor And a penchant for Causing my senses to revolt. He’s mama’s boy…

Who came into my life even before I was married As I followed his Court for the sheer entertainment A man of temper, particular to a fault, no mumbling And bumbling in that Courtroom was allowed. He tried to take the place of my own…

The way that you curled up wanting to be close. Breathing could be heard softly in and out. Your skittish nature even though scared me it also showed you did not like something. Time went by and I still try to remember you. A current…

The crows were paper cut-outs against the light, The tree an ink spill. Their voices cut-out voices as they took their flight Whilst the birds in the hedgerow trailed watercolours. The endless clouds were writer’s block, Dampness eating through the page, And at the skyline,…

It Was a Dream   There I was, a sword in my hand As I killed the lions and tigers that Leapt to devour me Crocodiles also, and hyenas, what a bunch! I killed them all, swift and total   And a docile elephant came…

Prompts for Hour Twenty-One You bridge a pipeline to each tree, and flower patch and unpulled weed. You’re more than just a plastic snake as water shoots out from your neck. You are my staff my scepter sleek when I into my garden sneak. I…

Ode to Caffeinated Moonlight   Jittering hands and remarkably open eyes neverending night   cursed inspiration flowing through my bitter veins to guide me forward