Month: September 2018

Hom-uh-nim, Calm-a-gym, Ate at Eight and then a Swim. Meet there first to Have some Meat, Feet were dancing what A Feat. Homograph or Homophone, I’m confused and Not Alone. Bear in mind that when you’re Bare, Stair outside they just might Stare.

I or Me – Whoop De De, never Know which One to Be. Subject or the Object Pronoun, Each one Gives my Brain a Frown. I am Outside looking In, and My only Way to Win Maybe it is Grammar Rude, when in Doubt I use “The Dude.”

Enjoy Relief’s Epitome, with “The Break Wind Symphony.” Silent Notes up to Extreme, Folks Alive know What I Mean. Proudly it’s Your own Creation, Praise should Be through the Duration. Crudely might Be called a Fart, Shame ‘cause it’s a True Mozart. Even if a Masterpiece, Swallow Pride and Be at Peace. In a Crowd … Read moreThe Break Wind Symphony

Grandma, Mother, even Wife, Fifty Plus she’s Been my Life. Stuck with Me through Thick and Thin, to Pay her Back where to Begin? Remember all the Special Days, and Still do in Many Ways. Today gave Roses that are Tall, no Specific Reason at All.  

Constipation comes to Mind, Push and Wait on your Behind. Pants worn Well when was a Pup, Pulling hard To button Up. Bending down to Tie your Shoes, Loafers might Be better News. If it’s Clarity you Want, Could be Time for Larger Font. If some Words you Want to Write, But ideas just Don’t … Read moreStrain

Fate can Be a Bitch Sometimes, perhaps Payback for Lifetime Crimes? Plan your Life a certain Way, Predetermined for End’s Day. Animal and Man’s the Same, What you Hope by any Name. If you are Wyoming’s Deer, Fate might be a Chandelier.

Tell the Truth – OR – Tell a Lie, Finest Fruit – OR – Putrid Pie? Little White – OR – Whopper One, Truth – OR – Lie, It’s Out and Done. Consciously – OR – Without Thought, What you Should – OR – What Should Not? Is this You – OR – Undefined? Truth … Read moreOR

Almost Thirteen Thousand Feet, The View I see just can’t be Beat. They call it Here the “Snowy Range.” A Simple Name that Some think Strange. First saw It in year Sixty-three, Here for College I and Me. Stuck it Out I say with Pride, Glad I did ‘cause Met my Bride. Thirty miles a … Read moreThe Snowy Range

“I Love You” are Words with Power, Pure Affection in Love’s Shower. Sadly some Who will Abuse, turn Those Words into a Ruse. For the Times said From the Heart, Honesty sets them Apart. Is it Made though even Clearer, when it’s Spoken to a Mirror?

When did it Happen – this Dreadful Attack, MY HANDS – they were taken and I WANT THEM BACK!!!! Not sure If on Purpose or Just being Cute, What Gave me in Place – Ain’t no Substitute. The HANDS I remember weren’t Gifted as Such, But Worked for me Well – Looked good in a … Read moreI WANT THEM BACK!!!!