LIFE Life is like mathematics, We can add our friends, Subtract our enemies Multiply our happiness Divide our love Life is like food It is sometimes sweet, It is sometimes sour Life is always full of spice, It is up to us to make it…

Two large butterflies careening through my backyard flirtatious, they are Yellow, black, all I know little of butterflies understand graceful Arriving as came unassuming nimble in their calming methods – Mark L. Lucker © 2023 http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd

Butterflies live in air that is, to them, As solid as water. They swim, or fly, Tumbled by the currents. A garden of butterflies is, perhaps, A kind of aquarium Where we can sit Surrounded by air fish.

Below is a list of ten words. Please pick at least five of them to use in your poem. If you want to use all ten, please do so. beet jacket tremor bayou elbow lightbulb cinnamon bucket elk carport   Quake the tremors deep in…

  Cinnamon sprinkled on my cheesy egg buckets was sure to start the day off right even if the elk were not feeding in the bayou yet and I had to wear my hunting jacket to eat cereal in the carport again