Before I am Famous

literature is something we infer after the story is told

One More Time

I know it’s getting late
but can’t the sun wait?
for one more dive
one more splash,
one more lap?
As always I’m the first one in and the last to go.
With daydreams of who I’ll be many tomorrows from now
when submergence in water, inviting like sun filled days
for play
will be a long forgotten pleasure,
one that I will always long [...]

Illustration and Poem on Aging

 Well isn’t this a dandy little picture to get your day strarted? This is another picture straight from my children’s book that I am writing. This particular poem is somewhere on my blog but I don’t know where here is what it says
Shiver me timbers
and crack me bones
I used to be limber
but now I need [...]

Bubbles on the Snow

Woke up this morn only to find fresh snow
Someone better tell mama nature for
she has messed things up.
Isn’t it Spring?
Doesn’t matter to me,
don my winter gear determined
to create my own spring
The sun is a spring sun,
bearing down on me, the snow
wet.
Slowly,
pouring the mix in the pan, and
grabbing my favorite wand.
A breezy tide draws the [...]

A Big Black Bear in a Pink Tutu the Illustration

 Well here it is, like I said last night. This is an illustration that I drew myself for the children’s book. Don’t pee yourself laughing. I know I am no Rembrandt but I suppose it is not too bad. This is the poem that it goes with A Big Black Bear in a Pink Tutu. Believe [...]

Dear Phil

Dear Phil,
Please don’t dissappoint me
tell me spring is near
I’m tired of the cold.
Sure, I love snowy serenity
no school, hot cocoa and
lazy days in front of the fire
But, I long to be in the sun till late,
running barefoot
mud squish- squashing
between my toes.
Dear Phil,
Please don’t dissappoint me
tell me spring is near
I’m tired of the cold.

Christmas Acrostic

C andy canes
H appy children happy parents
R omping between
I cicles hung from porches and fresh
S now. Christmas is a
T ime when presents and cookies and
M usic of jingle bells hypnotize the stoic
A ir. When midnight is near
S anta will be here.

December

Dancing reindeer on the
Eve of
Christmas.
Everyone plays the dreidle
Mom’s ohh so good pie
Breathing the air of
Eternal joy
Reliving holiday memories year after year

Santa Clause

Stockings of red and green
And a shining evergreen awaits for
Nine reindeer to
Tiptoe on the roof
All the world has slowed

Cause Santa is here
Lovingly he places gifts under the tree
All children he loves the good and bad
Up the chimney he goes. Hand
Swept magic to
Everything that is right in the world.

More Children’s Haikus

Snow Day
Crystals from the sky
running with forever freedom
even for a day
Thanksgiving
wonderful turkey
a time for togetherness
lasting memories
Goldfish
four unige hungry fish
always scavenging for food
feed them still hungry
Since the original haikus I wrote for children are immensly popular, I decided to write some more. I love haikus because I feel they are very easy to write once I [...]

Purple

Purple is the sunset at the beach.
Purple is homegrown plums eaten right off the tree.
Purple is the perfume your mom wears.
Purple is the clickety-clack of the bike.
Purple is the warmth of love.

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