The Wandering Letter

  

It’s raining

But

Not snowing

It is so cold

I can see my breath

Turning into a fog

 Around me

I wonder if Santa

Can fine my house

I wonder

If my letter

Made it to the North Pole

Maybe

The mailman is lost

Nah

 Rudolph’s nose is a beacon

Finding Santa’s house

 Is a cinch

For Frosty the mail man

The Rising of a Blue Moon

 

 

Swooping across the sky

Above

Is a blue moon

To the delight of all

Who gather

Smiling

As they applaud

A miracle

The birth of a star

Born

This day in 1976

The Clouds Above

Look up

What you see

The sky

The clouds flowing by

Like puffs of white smoke

As soft as a pillow

Now

Imagine me next to you

With a smile

Waiting for you

A short Birthday Poem

Time stands still

When

A birthday Candle is lit

For whom

it is lit

No one knows’

Till the birthday song is sang

So

At this time

Let’s all say

Happy Birthday

 

A Glass of Birthday Wine

Things go better with wine

Yet

Eating cake

Is even better

So

Let’s have a glass of Shiraz or Merlot

With

Your birthday cake

Today

With friends and family

And

Maybe co –workers

If

No one tells the boss

Ivory Keys

88 keys

To play with

88 minutes to say

Good bye

Before

                   The next teardrop

  falls

                           That is

The way of a piano player

Summer Camp

I am counting the days

As

I wait for summer

Hoping

My parents

Will allow me

To go to camp

I never know

who I will meet

But

Having a new friend

To play with

And Learning a new name

Puts a smile on my face

It’s like learning

A new song

from the radio

Sometimes

You can hear all the words

but

Sometimes

It’s easier

To just hum

To the rhythm

I hear in my head

I am so glad

Summer

Is almost here

so 

I can learn a new song

And a new name

At Camp

Honoring an Springtime Flower

Watching a field of flowers

Swaying in the breeze

In springtime

Can cause the heart to stop

Because

You have seen

A furry creature

Prancing

between the mustard plants

As it tap dances

To the sound of the wind

Blowing gently

Pushing

The yellow flowers

Apart

O

So gently

So not to hurt

The creature nor the flower

Playing a game of hide and seek

In honor of a close friend

By the name of Trudy

An Impression on the Mind

A hurricane is power

Blowing across the land

But

If you look at it with clear and honest eyes

You will notice the beauty

The power and the strength it has

While leaving and making an impression

On your mind

Kangaroos Never Age

The explosiveness of an upcoming Birthday

Gives birth

To the character of an orange

Being squeezed

Into orange juice

To the delight of everyone

Birthdays

Have that kind of affect on people

Causing them to smile

Because

They have never seen

Anyone

As old as you

Hopping around

Like a kangaroo

So

Happy birthday

And

Never stop

Hopping

House of Cards

The power of money

Is

Made up of a tower of playing cards

At

The slightest breeze

It falls apart

The rich

Become poor

The poor

Give a sigh with a smile

Hoping

For a warm sunny day

And a full belly

Stepping Over Covid-19

Living

Through a worldwide pandemic

Is like walking on stones trying to cross

A creek

And

Trying not to get your feet wet

But

knowing you will

Eventually

Getting across

to the other side

To continue your journey

Stepping over Covid–19

To get to the other side of the creek

And

Having a picnic

On a grassy meadow on a sunny

Sunday afternoon