Haikus for fun

writing haikus fun
grammar not that important
just finish haikus

rhyming can be hard
so it is not always done
deep thought though, is good

it is fun to rhyme
it may take you much more time
you won’t get a dime

so some haikus rhyme
this one doesnt though, tough huh?
write your own, to rhyme

Deepest thoughts visit
minds wander with words written
pictures painted here

contagious writing
focusing minds a great task
with just a few, words

fun can be had too
if you chop a word when need..
of course that is cheat….

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wake up, wake up oh sleeping muse

I want to pen a poem
to concieve it just so
with words that stream and ebb
and of your mind they will infect

Autumn’s departure…

Autumn arrives so fast it seems.

Nature’s rainbow no longer in the sky.

Ribbons of colour abound so much.

The clouds of beauty grounded now.

rainy sunday

Well Halloween is over. Time to take down all the decorations and make soup with the pumpkins.

What? We went to our party last night…. so it is over now isn’t it? wait.. is there another party?

oh… The little zombies still have to go around and steal borrow? my peanut butter cups and licorice… those monsters. no wonder they wear masks….

Choosing our pumpkin design.

It is getting closer, that time of year.. 

The time we need to become creative and decide how we will carve our pumpkin this year. So we googled and binged it, to see what ideas we could get. Wow there are sure some creative pumpkin carvers out there. 

Shadows – flickering and curling wrapping you in fog

Shadows flickering and curling

What to do when you have a cold

nasopharyngitis

rhinopharyngitis

eeeeps, scary names

The common cold.. not sure what is common about it.

Colds, we seem to get them now and again.

you can buckle under and they often go away in a week.

or buy lots of over the counter pills, lotions, funny tasting liquids.. and they will go away in 7 days.

So how to get rid of it? Is there a cure?  What can you do?

well it seems I have the answer, and it must work…  

so what is this great tip?

how can you feel better?

pssst, I know.. it is to….

When Magic Ebbs

The morning dew sparkles
sunbeams barely yet peeking
the canapy of leaves still sleeping
a day still in its infancy

Rain.. it is so relaxing…

Saturday, and the rain is falling.. the gentle methodical sound beating against the roof, tapping against the window… oh such a relaxing sound.. as the drops drift to the ground, soaking the grass, moistening the leaves on the trees.. it is so therapeutic, that gentle sound…   as I peer through the blurry window smeared with the water flowing like a river down the glass.. watching the squirrel sneak into the bird feeder… yet again…  and take all the seed I just went out to carefully put there.. so the pretty birds can come and visit, flashing their brilliant plumage and singing those oh so pretty songs.. but no, that dastardly squirrel sits in the feeder wagging its bushy tail defiantly at me in a mocking sort of way (am convinced it is a he) getting fatter and fatter while the birds sit in the tree crackling loudly.. upset because their tasty tidbits are being gobbled by the ravenous black furry pig who never lets a bird visit while HE eats all the seed, that I just went out in the blasted rain to place there… not for him but for the noisy birds that are now becoming very irritating as they squeal and quack in the branches… like I can get rid of this blankety blank squirrel who doesn’t even move when Aimee makes all those scary faces in the window at him and waves her arms.. I  mean she truly looks frightening…

gaspssssss for air

Never leave home without it…. A watched pot never boils

It could be worse

Every cloud has a silver lining

It’s always darkest before the dawn

Cheer up, it’s not the end of the world  (oh phew, because that may be a bad thing)

Always look on the bright sight of life…. (is that the light at the end of the tunnel?)

Laughter is the best medicine

When in doubt, consult your inner child

I used to think I had it bad because I had no shoes, then I met a man with no feet

Most of the mountains we have in life are ones we build ourselves.

ok.. enough for a bit

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