yep, been there, done that
oh ****... now what
I can't think of anything to say
I can't think of anything
To, say, compare with
The beauty of the morning
The beauty of the
morning, shattered by hail and
damaging wind gusts.
damaging wind gust?
Oh my! Are you alright, Beth?
Hope it stops storming!
BTW, Beth, LOVE your haiku re the circus! HA!
:wink:
Hope it stops storming.
The dogs listen intently,
and scowl at the door.
and scowl at the door
as you left in a big huff
You make me so mad!
You make me so mad!
The way you say 'He gave it
To Janet and I'.
To Janet and I
read the card in my right hand
"Who's Janet?" I ask.
Who's Janet, I ask,
and why is her dress in my
car, and who are you?
Car, and who are you?
And why are you called car, may
I ask that too, mate?
I ask that too, mate.
I turn it over and then
I wonder some more.
I wonder some more
At the glittering spikes that
Cling to the pine trees.
Cling to the pine trees!
It's quite a blustery day.
wind whips us about
wind whips us about
causing our bones
to snap like twigs
To snap like twigs,
The cereals are processed
With lots of sugar.
With lots of sugar,
I get wildly, madly gay,
and throw my arms up.
And throw my arms up
Closely followed by my legs,
Abdomen and chest.
Abdomen and chest.
Is it me, or some other
fine creature observed?
Fine creature observed
Through the misty French windows
Among the willows.
Among the willows,
the bitterns stand quietly,
waiting til we leave.
