Friday, September 27, 2013

Happy Days Are Here

It's the holiday season
A perfect time
To celebrate
Your birthday
With food and friends
And
A bottle of wine
Accompanied by lots of smiles
And
Laughter
Reminiscing about the wisdom found in wrinkles
So
Happy Birthday
With
Many more to celebrate with us all

A Dancing Birthday

For every birthday
People say there is a wrinkle
On the face
But for a dancer
There is just another year
A new recital
And
The show must go on

Dancers
Only remember
Wrinkles on dance shoes
That are getting broken in

Going Crazy

Have you ever had a word or phrase

In your head

And

Not be able to get out of your mind

It's like having an insect

Flying in and out

Between your ears

Making a buzzing sound

Driving you crazy

While

You are sitting there

Your head throbbing

Wishing

You could yank it out

Tearing it out

From its roots

And

Flashing it down the drain

With a smile on your face

As it disappears into the abyss

Escaping

I was just wondering

About you

The sky above

Always seems gray

When you are not around

I miss the way you look

When

A bubble bee brushes

Up against your eye lash

Checking

To see if it can rock your world

Before

It drive bombs a mosquito

That just landed on your forearm

And

Fighting to get loose from your golden strands

Before it dies

Intestinal Foreplay

Soap bubbles
When digested
Properly
Cleanses the
Intestines

Birthday Trilogy

Sixty the New Fifty
The day is done
And
The sun is coming up
Over the horizon

The new born dawn
Is just over the hill
Ready to shine
Its rays of sun shine
Over the beautiful rainbow
Of your forty birthday
As it remembers
That 60 is the new 50
When it comes to birthdays

Did you know
The World is much older now
Than
When I was born

And that makes me happy
Because
I will always be younger

A Peanut Butter Birthday
Just remember
That a simple poem
Sticks to the soul
Easier than peanut butter
Sticks to bread
And is never forgotten
So here is to your health
And
May you have
Many more birthdays


Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Passion Fruit

I see the passion in your eyes
As you walk into the room
 I feel the heat from your heart
 When I come near you
 Our friendship is growing
 By leaps and bounds
 When I make you smile
 It is
 Like watching a flower blossom from a seed
Our friendship has become the fruit
 That binds our souls together onto one


The Bite of the Flea

The spice of life
Comes
From the sweetness
 Created
 When someone smiles
 On a cloudy day
 Without any hope of sunshine
 Peeking through the mist
 Hanging over the head of the flea
 Trying to suck the blood from your body
So It can live to feed its babies
But
 The good that can be found
 Is in the discovery of an anti-itch cream
Allowing
 The scratching that is done bearable

Friday, September 6, 2013

The Make Up of a Soul Mate

Have you ever thought about
How a glass holds water
Filling each and every molecule
Becoming transparent
Forming another glass within the glass
If you have
Then you know
How it feels being a soul mate
Both become one
Just like the water and the glass
Never
Over stepping the boundaries of the other
But instead
Complimenting and strengthening each other
Allowing
The water to be cooler and fresher
And the glass stronger and bigger
Each becoming a perfect fit for the other
Separately
The water has no place to stand and the glass is empty
But together
They quench the thirst of an un-civilized world

Scary Spaghetti

The spaghetti worm
Is out to get you
So beware
Where you step
Walk gently
Among the weeds and trees
Otherwise
The spaghetti worm will get you
It will eat you up from the inside out
It will devour you
Slicing you up with its tiny scissor sharp teeth
Never letting you go
Not until you smile and get an attack of the giggles
Stop
Look
It's behind you
Ready to attack you