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Sunday, February 9, 2014

T William P.U.

T. William P.U. 

There was a young man 
Not too big, or too tall, 
Who lived in Pugkipsee  
(Not a clean town at all.) 

One  morning my  friend 
 T. William P.U.
Accidentally stepped 
In some new doggy- doo

While hopping and skipping 
On his way to school. 

He tried to swipe it 
On Mrs. B's  yard,  
But the $h!t wouldn't stick,  
(So he tried on  her car.) 
 
And while some got lodged
'Tween the grills and the hood,
The  chrome was still show'n
(Which was not very good.)

But, then as he walked,   
Willy spied, on the line 
A lacy white shirt 
That she'd hung out dry 
 
Well....

The shirt got all gooey,
Brown grass stains, and foo-ey
The poo-stuck all poo-ey
The nothing he knew-ey 

And still, on the shoe  
Of T. William P.U. 
Who thought long and hard 
About what he should do....

And after about 
A moment or two 
He frog-leaped the  fence 
And jumped into the pool

Belonging to Mrs. B's 
Neighbor, O'Tool, 
Who happened to be 
Willy's teacher, at school.

Well, the water got muddy, 
Banana fudge, runny, 
It soaked through his sox  
Which by now, were quite gummy. 

(But as He looked down 
Willy's  blue shoes were 
brown! 
And the prints that they made 
Looked like -fudgy- coolaide. )

So, he tried running fastly,  
All up-down the street, 
Frontways, then sideways, 
While dragging his feet, 

But the poo on his shoe, 
Just grew and it grew,
As the sticky shoe gunk 
Started picking up junk. 

Like milk duds and marbles 
And gobs of green gum, 
Pop tops and papers, 
And chocolates with rum. 

One squirrel, two kittens, 
A bird's nest, six bees, 
Five lanterns, a kite, 
(On his way up a tree.) 

A pigeon got nabbed 
Along with two geese, 
While they pecked at a trash-pickle- 
Sandwich, with cheese. 

And as He kept running
All through that small town, 
A crowd starting forming, 
As word spread around-

"T. William P.U. 
And his magical shoes, 
Are cleaning the city" 
They said, in the news. 

"Those shoes that he's wearing, 
Have some kind of spell, 
That cleans our whole city, 
( But what IS that smell?!) " 

And as he arrived 
At the outskirts of town, 
Poor Willy was zonked
So he plunked himself  down 

But those shoes with the poo, 
Had grown past twelve feet tall, 
And each seat he sat on 
Was way way too small 

'Till at last, he did  plop
'Top a great big ',ole rock  
Took off his  shoes, 
And his gooey brown sox-

Then he picked himself up, 
On his bare, little feet, 
Walked home, got in bed, 
And fell right back asleep. 

And when woke up 
After three days and nights, 
Wee Willy was met 
With a giant surprise! 

The townspeople'd gathered;  
The mayor arrived, 
And willy was blindfold
 And taken outside 

The townsfolk all  gathered 
Yelled "open your eyes!"

For they'd built a great statue  
To honor brave Willy 
The  hero who'd cleaned up 
Their once dirty city.  

And forever and after, 
Each bird, duck and goose, 
In Pugkipskee knew just 
Where to fly when they....oop!  

Friday, February 7, 2014

Balance


                           Balance

Choreographed chaos, ordered entropy, volcanic vulnerability, twisted grace with serpentine strength. 

Yin Yang, pendulously poised. 

Perfection. 

(Can someone take me home? Please?) 




Wednesday, February 5, 2014

The Me in You


The Me in You 

Do you know how blessed you are 
To have been adored, 
By one who's heart returns to yours  
Like the oceans, to the shore?  

And treasured, as you are, today 
And as you dream to be, 
As bright and clear and hopeful,  
As the sunrise, on the sea. 

How precious, to be honored by 
A girl, moved by your broken sighs; 
Like weathered stones, relentless time's 
Perfected with the tide.

And if you're  blessed to love someone, 
As constantly as  I 
You'll know my love endures until  
The stars burn from the sky.

And I shall then, spend starless nights,
Wishing you were here,
While in my heart I hold you close, 
And whisper in your ear:

If you know I love you, dear,
I'll know you love me too,
'Cause deep inside my inner heart 
Resides a gem called "you."

And just as waters mirror
What a man can never hide,
The heart of one who loves his friend,
Sees what's concealed, inside. 

Those truths, that travel on the wind, 
That whispered hearts confide; 
Oaths vowed, that naught in heaven, 
Nor on earth, shall them divide.

So, if you wonder whether,  
This sweet song I sing is true, 
Just look inside those deep, blue eyes...
And ask the me in you.

I guarantee, 
That you shall see, 
I love you more  
As you love me. 

Until way past eternity, 




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Across the plain


Trees rustle,
Once again, 
Singing softly 
To the wind.

Lone bird stirs
Taking flight 
Into darkened 
Arms of night.

And I'm alone 
Still as stone 
To witness birth  
Of heaven and earth 

The  sigh, 
Of solitary  wind 
At night, 
Gently stirring 
fragile leaves, 
In love-making symphony 
Rustling trees. 

Death to life, 
Seasons change.
Birds depart 
Trees remain, 

Winter follows 
Autumn's rain 
And as my life 
Transforms, again, 
The wind blows on, 
Across the plain. 



















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