Monday, November 16, 2009

Funny Sad

I think I'll start my diet now
because I'm starting to look like a pregnant cow-
my face is fat-
my waist is broad-
So it's time to change this ugly bod!

But yet, here comes the pumpkin pie
that catches my nose and diverts my eye
and all the stuff
that just aint cool-
is making me drool!

Just one bite? It just won't work.
My appetite just goes berserk
till before I know it
I've consumed
the contents of the dining room!

I wish I was a grizzly bear
that could eat and eat without a care
And hibernate all winter long-
And come out later
all lean and strong!

But, alas, I must begin this thing
that causes me such grievous pain
and start to just look away
when fattening things
all come my way.

I must have faith-
because if I fail-
My sister will be a skinny rail
that enters the room and others "woo"-

...and when I come in
they'll just say "Moo!"

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Haiku Thursday

The year closes up
like a tired blinking eye
that no longer sees.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009


A lonely leaf fell from the tree.
I saw the leaf, but it did not see me.

It lay awhile all curled and brown
like a feather on the velvet ground-
till all at once a breeze blew by
and caused that lonely leaf to fly.

It spun like a ballerina there
all poised and free without a care
and drifted off into a sea
of other leaves that did not see me.

I sometimes wish that I could fly
like a lonely leaf upon the sky
and never stop until I find
another heart that feels like mine.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Haiku Friday

Money can't by love-
but if you want to try it,
just bring on the bling!

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Sand Castles

I once knew a man-
a beautiful man-
who lived by the ocean
in a castle of sand.
He was the keeper
of the sun and the sea.
He was a lover of life
and of me.

I went there one day-
one beautiful day,
and out on the sand
we embraced as we lay-
And we were the makers
of music and wine.
We were the masters
of ages and time.

That man that I knew-
that beautiful man-
Who lived by the ocean
in a castle of sand-
Gave me rings made of shells
and jewelry of stones-
Which I kept and I treasured
when I was alone.

One day I went
to his home by the sea-
and nothing was left
of the man who loved me.
The castle was nowhere
amid all the sand.
Nothing was there
but a great stretch of land.

And there was nothing left-
no dreams which to trust.
My shells turned to starlight-
My stones turned to dust.