soggy

dodging earthworms on the street,

lest they squish beneath my feet,

how much do you want to bet,

that my morning's paper's wet,

soggy paper, soggy shoes,

i don't need to know the news,

if it's wet i do not mind,

the jumble can be done online.

flowering fridays

marvelously colored, malachite,

on a flower pink and bright,

captured quickly in the light,

knowing you will soon take flight,

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.

sorrows

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.

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!

maui memories

gentle sunrises,

walks on the beach,

sand 'neath our toes,

for your hand i reach.

sailing together,

diving down deep,

discovering wonders,

these memories i'll keep.

flowers and birds,

not seen before,

captured in photos,

as we explored.

seafood, pineapple,

and coconut cake,

of hawaii's best foods,

we did heartily partake.

recaptured youth,

on the end of a board,

riding the waves,

while age we ignored.

reconnecting our hearts,

smiling and laughing,

sharing our love,

and completely relaxing.

this trip was a gift,

we wished would not end,

if you invite me to maui,

i'll say yes once again.

and when the sun sets,

on the warmth of the beach,

with sand 'neath our toes,

for your hand i'll reach.

flowering fridays