beaus present poem
Daily radio zealot
using song titles
Love of an inanimate object
little orange wedges
comfort me like no other
curved, ridged plastic
conforms to black rubber
clutching Jo safe,still, stable
closer than a family member
chocks are first desired
mix and match poem
Considering the life
of a small spoiled dog
back to bed
Everyday, feeling blessed and relaxed
I drink the first cup in bed
Then move into the day
Dinner for us all
But flavored by experience
We become two resourceful cooks
Like a scar, Down’s Syndrome or other difference
can be a bright red raised line or
faded pale line barely noticeable.
Scars are something we all have.
Some of us show them off,
some try to hide them, and
some want to compare them to others.
As I sit outside on the porch looking out across the fields.
Drinking my tea and sitting in my rocker waiting for the sun to come up.
The air smells fresh and clean while it is cool outside caused by the dew on the ground yields.
You can see the wetness from the dew upon nature called “The Morning Dew” yup!
The morning dew showers all of nature and it is so beautiful to watch!
When the flowers kiss the dew with their blooming leaves so new.
The bees taste the nectar wet and quench their thirst while I swatch!
So they all kiss the dew and then when the sun comes up, they all bid the dew adieu!
By: Lori Tennessen