Reindeer shining
Reindeer bright
Lights a-glowing
Lighting the night
To all little children
Around the world
Sleep well tonight
Only one more to go!
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Spotto
A game we play
Dad, Mom, daughter, son
When traveling near or far
If yellow car be seen
Yell ‘Spotto’ and earn a point
When journey’s done
Most points wins the game
I Want To Write
I want to write from mountain tops
I want to write from deepest seas
I want to write from forests green
I want to write when I close my eyes
I want to write when I awake
I want to write the dreams I dream
I want to write the rhythm and rhyme
I want to write the words inside of me
I want to write poetry
I want to write
Secret Santa
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Secret Santa.”
I would give my father
Whom I never see
Being worlds apart
A private health fund
So he could get
The health he needs
To visit in Sydney
And meet the grandkids
He doesn’t know
*image to follow*
Winter’s Tale
A love that was meant to be
A love that could never be
A love that reminded me
That some loves are
Only for
Memory
Mistletoe
Attention opportunists
You are now standing under mistletoe
Where, where?
Ah! Ha!
Mistletoe
😉
Goodbye, hello!
Goodbye office
Goodbye deadlines
Goodbye java
Goodbye springboot
Hello Indesign
Hello home office
Hello writing
Hello holidays!
My Year
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “To Be Resolved.”
Every year my hopes and dreams
Are the same as those of years gone by
Lose weight, exercise, eat well, sleep well, and read a book
This year I have gained weight, started Pilates, never felt hunger, survived on three hours sleep, and written a book
Next year my hopes and dreams are not the same as years gone by
Because for next year
My hopes and dreams are as follows
Lose weight, exercise well, eat well, sleep well, and publish a book
12/20/2014
Thanking OAPlascencia 🙂
A World of Gratitude to Vonita Buirski of
for the inspiration and invitation
to partake in her visual poem,
FRIENDSHIP TREE.
.
Nature or nurture?
This branch bares no fruit with seeds
Only blooms of Love.
.
Fireworks In Flowers
Fireworks in flowers
Cascading in flashes of
Pure exquisite white
