Day in Spring (two)

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“Sweet April showers do spring May flowers”
Thomas Tusser

Day in Spring

Bike Ride in Spring

Go on a work strike
Grab the nearest bike
Take a long long hike

Spring time is here
Bet you thought it wasn’t very near
But have no fear
It’s time to cheer
And ride your bike with a leer!

Day in Spring (one)

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“Sweet April showers do spring May flowers”
Thomas Tusser

Day in Spring

Spring Day

A sunny spring day
Nothing to it, just lay
In the pile of hay

Blue is the water
Be a sea otter
Dive into the sea
And be a water squatter

Today is the start of spring
It really begun on the bells’ ding
Now join the chorus and sing

“Oh sprint time
A merry time
I am feeling just fine
Now have some fun
Fun on a dime
It’s ok, it’s sprint time!”

Day in Spring (three)

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“Sweet April showers do spring May flowers”
Thomas Tusser

Day in Spring

Odd Shiny Objects

Objet D’Arts?
Or someone’s idea of smart?
Maybe a design flaw?
Without any courtesy to law?

Objects useful and pretty
Chosen by one or a committee
No matter, they look just fine, see
As the pictures are proving thee

Painted

Posted in Simply Poetry

“Every viewer is going to get a different thing.
That’s the thing about painting, photography, cinema”
David Lynch

Painted

A water colour painting?
Or an image ever fading?
The flowers once blooming
The watcher’s mind fueling
If you keep on viewing
The picture might be renewing
Something everlasting sustaining
Forever, in the frame maintaining

Dandelions (two)

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“Dandelions, like all things in nature are beautiful when you take the time to pay attention to them.”
― June Stoyer

Three’s a Crowd (Rap)

Did you think
That three was a crowd
Then let this in sink
We are even more loud

We are gorgeously yellow
And we really like jello
We even play the cello
Waving you hello

Word!

Dandelions (one)

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“Dandelions, like all things in nature are beautiful when you take the time to pay attention to them.”
― June Stoyer

Twosome

Little ruffled
Little worn
Little scuffled
Little torn
There is nothing wrong
In still growing strong

Solitary

Posted in Simply Poetry

“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth

Solitary

Peaceful and silent
On this solitary island
Like a rough uncut diamond

Where blue meets blue
In the waters and skies hue
There is really not much to do
Maybe, just maybe
This is really good for you

Yes, this is my land
Here is were I stand
Just because, I can

Family

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“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth

Family

Please do not stop and stare
Because, this, is a family affair

We stand here
Huddled together
Like the proverbial
Bird of the same feather
Or maybe,
There is a too tight tether
Binding us like leather?

But never mind
Just be kind
Leave us to our devices
Our familiar vices
And for them
Do not us despise

For we are
Who we are
A family
Of roses
Standing here
In our poses

Painting

Posted in Simply Poetry

“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth

Painting

Flowers painted on a canvas:
Better than nature?
Possible, for longer they last?

Imitated reality
Possibly a guarantee
For the prosperity
Nature’s beauty to see
When all that you now see
Has long since passed

Cloudy, With Low Chance of Rain

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“Everyday life is like programming, I guess.
If you love something you can put beauty into it”
Donald Knuth

Cloudy, With Low Chance of Rain

Sometimes,
When it shines
It may also rain
In the skies
Onto the plane

You see,
It may be,
That the gods dined
Spilled some wine
Despite the weather fine
Not out of spite
Or us to smite
But just because the bright
Of the sunlight
Hit their eyes
The hand slipped
The chalice tipped
And the damage
Was done

Instead of whining
Of the gods’ fine dining
Just stand outside
With your mouth wide
And enjoy
The nature’s nectar
Maybe,
With a piece of cheddar
In this very fine
Weather