All poetry and photos by Squeaky Connors unless otherwise noted, thank you.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

waggin' wednesday

what a stormy summer,
lots of wind and rain,
it drenches all the rooftops,
then rushes down the drain.

the clouds are acting crazy,
they make the strangest shapes,
the sky turns dark and scary,
and blackens the landscapes.

the thunder booms, there's lightning,
sometimes the sirens wail,
i'm happy to report though,
we haven't had much hail.

one thing that's good about it,
i've often heard 'round here,
mother nature's taken over,
the watering this year.

Friday, August 6, 2010


do not waste your sorrows,
a wise one once did say,
they are there to call you,
to your authentic way.

listen to their voices,
feel the pain they bring,
heal the wounds uncovered,
so your soul may sing.

if they're left unanswered,
they bubble to the top,
if you do not heed them,
life become's a boiling pot.

do not fear your sorrows,
though pain they surely bear,
you don't go there alone, my friend,
God holds you while you're there.

Monday, August 2, 2010

i'll say it ...
i hate summer,
the weather is a bummer,
when it's hot and muggy,
it really drives me buggy,
and here's another thing,
sunscreen can really sting,
don't get it in your eye,
cuz you will surely cry!