Thoughts of You - with audio

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Jasmine petals
Thoughts of you

Midnight dew
Days renew
Thoughts of you
Thoughts of you

Midday waves
Crashing down
Leaves of brown
Hot cracked summer ground
Thoughts of you

Lonely rose
Fragrance spend
Bee upon the diadem
Thoughts of you
Thoughts of you

Sounds of traffic
Rolling by
Heart that tracks
Across the sky
Thoughts of you

Sighs and Smiles
Days pretend
To forget
A tender hand
Thoughts of you
Thoughts of you

Nights shine dull
Moon in vain
Sleep undone
Rise again
To thoughts of you

Tasteless food
Careless wind
Seasons end
Then begin
Without you

Stark space
Empty chair
Cool dry
Autumn air

Little wings
Flutter by
Voices sing
Away on high

Soaring through
Blue expanse
Seeking there
Love's advance
Tumbling clouds...
and you perchance

Thoughts of you
Thoughts of you
Only you
Only thoughts
Of you

Where Fowl is Fair and a Hound's to Wonder - with audio

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It’s a woman's world Cluck, cluck, cluck

It’s a woman’s world gobble gobble gobble

It’s a Woman's world chirp chirp chirp

Its for the the birds

How on earth did I wander in

How did I come to begin

I feel a little like Rin Tin Tin

Now it feels just like a sin

Bark bark, bark bark, bark bark bark

Stumbling through a hen house in the dark

It’s a woman's club cluck cluck cluck

It's a woman's club gobble gobble gobble

It’s a woman's club chirp chirp chirp

It's for the birds

Where a man‘s ascribed with voiceless guilt

Hounding the hound, like a longhair shirt

Left begging for scraps in the dirt

Like Mr. Rodgers, he eats milk toast

The members flee shadows and ghosts

Where fowl is fair, the effeminate boasts

It's a woman's klatch cluck cluck cluck

It's a woman's klatch gobble gobble gobble

It's a woman's klatch  chirp chirp chirp

It's for the birds

When chicken hawks fail the call
Shot down from clear blue skies they fall
Friendly canines stall and blunder

All chained up and torn asunder
Anything is possible in this brave new world
Where fowl is fair and a hound's to wonder

It's a woman's gaggle cluck cluck cluck

It's a woman's gaggle gobble gobble gobble

It's a woman's gaggle chirp chirp chirp

It's for the birds

How shall our friend not turn away

To live, bark and enemies slay 
To regard highly the fairer sex

Maintain his place as noble Rex
Take up the sword and save the day

Walk through the door, be on his way?
 

It's a woman's world cluck cluck cluck

It's a woman's world gobble gobble gobble

It's a woman's world chirp chirp chirp

It's for the birds

Cats meow, and horses neigh
Hens chase feed in hubbub heyday
Oh boy, Oh gee, Oh my, Oh me
Birds fly, flap, chirp and flee

Not to wonder, no reason why,
Only to pause, just to sigh
For a dog becomes a pest of a guest
When he makes his den in a bird's nest

Wag this tale - it's a woman's world Cluck cluck cluck
It's a woman's world gobble gobble gobble, 
It's a woman's world chirp chirp chirp
Woof Woof, Ruff Ruff, Bark Bark Bark
Its for the birds

Cooked Goose, Roast Duck, Barbecue Chicken?

HOT DOG!

I Was There - with audio

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I was there,
But could not stay
There,
But my mind
Wandered far away

Away from the
Overtones
And undertones
Buffeted
Along the way
By grave objectives
And vapid directives
The meeting's voices
Now like vast
Distant moans
And deep within
There were groans,
A longing
To be free
Free from
Bleeding away
Bits of a soul,
Free from bitter
Carrot's lure
With each
Lopsided pledge
To taskmasters,
In each
Bloody signature
Away from this
Empty caricature
And towering
Condescension
Gone sleep-like
In a bed
Of the mind's
Wandering
Suspension

Littered
Is the landscape
With houses
Once walked through
Forgotten,
Like candy wrappers
The conversations
I once knew

Faces
Of little ones'
With questioning looks,
Then chirping
Living storybooks
Hi, hello
Fly each on high
While down below,
Friends pass by
With eyes full
Hearts of good will,
And I love you s
Spoken by and by
With sigh and laughing
I to,
Stretch up
And fill
The marshmallowed sky

Trees
In the breeze
So elegant
To behold,
Dancing, whispering
Whistling secrets
That cannot
Be told,
Caressing
And addressing
Their care
For one another,
And the flowers
Call out
A blessing

The wind's wailing
Speaks
Of a way
That waxes above
Beyond the mundane
 Earthly lays
The common train,
Marching dutifully
Till all is drained
Breath of life gone
So everyone can
See what is
Not expressed
From the poverty,
Of mindful sleepiness
Or plaintive painfulness
In a soul's distress

But, turning that
Night into day,
The universe spins
As if to say
Let you not
Be troubled,
employ your hand
To care and bread
Love one another,
Be not afraid
Little ones,
Is this not
What the messengers
That dwell
Above the stars
Have said?

Pieces of reality
Ebb away,
Though others may
Choose to stay
Shaking off
Garments of day,
Sparks released
Like mighty waves
Altogether, the
Old ones say,
We like leaves
Fly away
Off to join
Dust and dew,
Where all creation
Is made new

In the heat
Of Starlit fire,
Casting off all desire
In great light
There to sing,
There to shout,
There to praise,
In delight
Embedded in
A cloud
Of voices,
With countless
Countenances
In the heavens
To enjoy,
Announcing love,
Growing bright

I was there,
But could not stay,
What it is,
I can not say
Till the smallness
Of things and
Ambiguities gray,
Announce
Rainbow stained
Horizons,
In radiant
Display.

The Skunk - with audio

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The skunk

Came by 
At 4:am

To putrefy

And stupefy
To cause my

Sleeping sky

To fall down

Utterly on me
I couldn't breath,

Because this

Country beast

Had been brought

To my city
And brother,

Oh my L-rd,

Does he smell

Even now,

So very #$%&*^
Being considerate

Of animals and

Feeling so hot
This one wishes

He could prepare

The little Pepe
A breakfast of

Black barreled 
Buckshot
 
Switching sides

Of the house

To re-route our
Sensitive snouts
Did not help
We'd been attacked 
Bushwhacked

And Bombed

By this little whelp
Though unseen and

Black as night,

He makes 
His presence

Felt alright
Oh dear G-d

Take this one 
Away!

Along with

His Offensive

Olfactory 
Quandary    
Drop him 
Along side

The fishes Beneath

The unknowing

Waves of sea
That sleep

Might once again

Wash over me
With
Morning's 
Florid

Fragrant 
Pungency

And help
Us all
Forget this

Buggers spray.

Poetry - with audio

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Poetry is the innocence that lives in each of us.
It is that what makes us unique.
When we try to conform to something
Other than what we are, the poetry dies.
It is the stuff of kin and kindred,
The stories of our past and places.
The verse that springs up from inside of us
That is at once relevant, not relevant,
Romantic, silly and perhaps nonsensical or crazy.

Youth will not be conquered,
But overcomes with laughter and tears,
Joy and adventure; its tests the testy testers,
It mocks all the rules of love and life.
The jasmine blooms and so it is with the little ones.
Playing at this and that, daring to love and to win.
The clouds yield to blue skies and
The wind is content to stroke many
Ruddy cheeks and fluff flowing hair
With the purity of a brooklet traveling through
A bedroom window in the the waking of the day,
And in the waving of wildflowers afield.

Age is the platform that we arrive at
While striving for success.
It welcomes us on the bus
That may be going nowhere and
Turns many into window shoppers
Observing the ever changing scenery.
Alas, the bus always crashes in the end,
with great drama, and usually some tears.
But all at once we are free to exit the bus
And play in the spring sunshine once again.
No longer do we tire, watch TV,
Read magazines, pay taxes or need.

Love is that thing which gives life and breath
To all that lives in this pasture.
Love imbues the spirit with being and hope.
It is the glue that holds the cosmos in place
And allows for creatures to be made
From the remnants of cosmic plasma
Cataclysmic explosions light-years past

Love can be seen in the face of a child,
The jump of the sea creature,
Sought out in satin glowing sunset
Heard in the song of the gentle birds
Or in the storm that replenishes the deep
All mountains, fields, creatures and man.

Love is a warrior set about to heal, reveal,
To make new until all is well
Until the hunger of time is stilled
Before the caressing voice of eternity.