I Once visited the land of “WAS” Why I did that If memory serves It was just because. It wasn’t a plan for sea and sand
Renewed The odd lights flicker Along the midways set in sand. Cobblestones And melodious tones
Honeysuckle and Blue Bells In a backyard English Garden Some Dog Rose and Cowslip In an unlikely place called Harle… There is Ragged Robin, here and t…
Some may say that I am right, Some may say that I am wrong, But what I say in earnest terms Are things that make me strong. I always try to weigh the facts,
On a gray and dingy Cloud filled day Came a Rider of Storms On a reddish-brown Bay She has lightning in her quiver
The hourglass turns Yet the candle still burns And the heart quietly yearns In the body near the fireplace On a cold and quiet night.
Billy Snide took the evening tide To the land of New Beginnings He took his heart, he took his dog… And he took his Lottery winnings. It wasn’t far past his former haun…
Oh woe is me, I’m a Pine. You se… And Christmas is coming my way. Past years weren’t bad; I was lim… So I was spared, to live another… But last year’s weather was so muc…
“Over the river and through the wo… To Grandmother’s house we go. ...… But it’s not the wolf I worry abo… It’s those Blank-ah-de-Blank Bug… Those with wings and those with le…
In the silence of moonbeams thoughts pass to calm so, falling is seldom heard upon the clouds I ride on D. Thurmond / JEFalcon
As the Blue-Moon rises In the monolithic sky It casts reflected light On the dead and the lame. The shadows, thus created,
As the sun set the wind did blow its gusting presence disturbed my… And as the trees bent it took its tole
In Among the roses There are odd ones You can see them Now and then
All the witches stoop and stir their smoking cauldrons While Warlocks choose the things that go within And the Wizards hide
Cousin Wilber built an outhouse, But it’s not like all the rest, Its varnished oak, cedar lined, And engraved with the family crest… He’s got a turbine vent on top
