Wind-chimes dancing in the breezes Composing tunes to the many gusts… I would like it to be, But really, I cannot see That this winter is going to be my…

So slow the clouds pass us by Wandering leisurely across the sky Such illustrious billows Like those satin pillows Upon which— lovers lie.

“Let’s write a poem!” —- No, let’s not! Have you no remembrance Of that heart you once shot? With an arrow you killed it

In the dark of night Came a flickering light, Like a candle haloed in green. The light looked odd, In the shape of a cod,

The disconcerted Porcupine, Waddles it’s way across the manicu… Paying no mind to the Calico Cat That learned it’s lesson weeks ago… Mockingbirds chase their siblings

What the mind conceives of books a… And visions conjured deep in cloud Shall never fetch the love of fait… 'though love shall speak of faith… Mystic dreams can melt from parabl…

Butterflies flutter near the leave… Their direction is altered by a wa… And the fallen leaves rustle, scur… Like the squirrels who gather what… It’s a daydreamer’s day, footloose…

The Dittle-dots Construct their plots While the Rotten Randy’s Enlarge their lies. They all take hold