“I can’t wait until I am reincarnated as a human being,” said a talkative raven. He was sitting with twenty of his pals on a Burger King billboard overlooking a Tennessee freeway.
The raven next him chuckled sarcastically, “To be a truck driver, I suppose? How profound!”
“Probably thinks he’d have the where-withal for that yellow Mercedes and that hot chick behind the wheel,” another raven squawked. Continue reading
I wrote a children’s book called “If I Were a Caterpillar”. In the book, the caterpillar is going through the miracle of metamorphosis. While doing so, he is dreaming about becoming the regal monarch he knows he is destined to be. He is reveling in that great Continue reading
It is on occasion, after a day of drenching rain, they come out to play. Rain is music to their earthly souls, a primitive reminder of the percussion of sex, the need to partner-up and get down to some serious love making in the wet grass and dirt as lightning bugs and stars ramp up to flicker.
In the Amish Country, night crawlers are not neighborhood hoodlums. They don’t hang around on street-corners at two o’clock in the morning smoking pot. They aren’t out dealing Meth or accosting senior citizens for some meager amount of cash to buy a hit of crack cocaine. Continue reading
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With a storm front moving in the wind has begun to whip the trees and move the clouds along at a clipper ship clip. Cumulous clouds are billowing full sail in the blustery sky.
As I watch the display of clouds colliding, raptors appear and begin to play. Continue reading
Today my guest artist is Rachel Hutcheson, aka blacksheeprebelgirl joining us from Nashville, Tennessee. Her website is blacksheeprebelgirl.com She can be found on Facebook and Instagram under the same moniker. Here poetry is unique and sparkling with wit. I am happy to share some of her sparkle here today. Enjoy! Continue reading
In the attempt
for perfection
nothing appears
but the eraser
and its crumbs.
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