Lately, I sit down to write, but cry instead. Usually, I let Roy out in the backyard Before breakfast and his early morning walk Sometimes, He bites me and I say he’s only a puppy. Almost always, I sleep deeply and wake refreshed. Once in…

Steam slowly wafting, honey swirling through deep red brew, while the scent of cinnamon and cloves lingers. Chai, splash of milk, touch of sweeness that warms the hands, such a bliss to sit upon a cool porch step and watch the skies slowly melt from…

In the fold of summertime leaves crimson and gold fall from their prime.   Time moves fast in the fold, with ages past and stories told.   Winter’s cold finds warming grace in the fold of arms embrace.   Smell leaves burning as we grow…

This is gobbledygook. Gobsmackingly, God awful. This is a helter-skelter poppycock with mumbo jumbo on top. This is nothing but rigamarole, drivel, prattle. Really. Its gibberish. This is foolish, rubbish, and hogwash. It is nonsense, baloney, balderdash. It is downright absurd. What do you think…

I swim. At least thrice a week sink myself into the pool and forget why I exist. I swim into and against the flow. I dive so deep your hand has to find mine and pluck me out.  

Each night between dusk and sundown I pause to water the garden. There is nothing more important in that moment. I pay attention as I go. With attention, I notice and appreciate the flow of water growth and change new buds, full blossoms, and scattered…

There is nothing seen that’s not controlled by unseen Nothing. Everything *Inspired by a combination of the text and image prompt

I am like this lemur A red furred black faced beast Who’s sensitive to issues And prefers to feel peace I hate to be a bother I lurk with golden eyes And if you try to trap me I’m not an ideal prize I belong…

Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day A simple time, you eat what you want as you greet morning ray A sandwich I crave, a sandwich I love One that I eat almost every sun come above Cheese and vegetables of my favorite kinds…

If I ever take the yee- I mean leap Then you won’t see it comin I’ll turn my world around I mean upside down That is to say the ground Will be on top of me Instead of underneath my feet   But that’s only…