the shortest month goes quickly.
a fast duck ... flying briskly.
yet February takes half of forever to get here.
happy birthday me-o ... that's a day,
then i'm looking back on it.
for a long, long while-o.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
the shortest month goes quickly.
a fast duck ... flying briskly.
yet February takes half of forever to get here.
happy birthday me-o ... that's a day,
then i'm looking back on it.
for a long, long while-o.
One regular reader of my material
Has moved from one country to another.
This is a recent change
I happened to notice today.
What I see of audience is minimal.
It is hard to say
Where I am is on the other side.
Knocking out this what.
This what is what I write.
Now I should see who reads what I write.
I should see you having your coffee
What else should I see?
Don’t worry, I constantly leave you alone.
I think about what to write,
Which corner to turn.
How to get where I’m going each day
And then how and when
Will I tie it off for the day.
Explaining is hard, I’d rather be thinking
about what and how I ‘m going to write.
Now that you dear reader have been mentioned
Hello hello. Now that I think of you
I’ll review what I’ve been writing
To see who my audience is.
Lunch out today with the old mates.
We keep it up since a while ago.
Rearranged our group a few times,
But never dropped our calling.
Figured on lunch
No driving at night now.
Making getting together habbit
As easy and accommodating as we can.
When we need help
Someone steps forward.
We’ve Leslie and Tim
And more jumping in.
Didn’t have any idea when this began.
Thanks all of you.
Call us Us, because this is
Who we have been.
Following the steps
Of indigenous beginners.
On we go proudly.
Willingly together.
Why I can’t tell you.
Usually we wait until afternoon.
Now we wake to soft light.
A quiet change.
I saw two walkers,
One with a dog
The other our neighbor.
Gee gee is always solo.
Say do you think the
Second G is capitalized in her name,
I suppose it would be.
Just for appearance.
First after getting up
Checking outside
Getting dressed
Being half warm and ready for today.
I see leaves disturbed on the bushes
Sprinkles hit them
They wiggle.
Shaking on the vine.
Few vehicles
Two or three
Was going to say two
Then another passed
The quiet side of starting
I’ll pack myself into a bundle
Walk the drive during a rain pause
I like wearing a hat.
The morning is not the same.
Fall is coming up.
Leaves are yet to color
We’ve all the change to see.
It is in the air.
Something we can feel.
Don’t know why
Every year is different.
This you can feel
from the heart.
Autumn is golden
Soon it will start.
Getting to different parts of the city.
Want to be mobile.
No parking problem.
See it all.
Take a ride to your favorite ice cream.
Get the monthly passes.
Out of town spots?
Search and find.
Up then around watching out for what’s about.
Where is the best - where to go?
Keep the pavement level ahead.
Easy does it. Steady now.
Wispy white like powder .
All the rest is said.
Iron whistle louder
Keep it in your head.
Sprinkles, only a few.
The surprise of morning rain is welcome.
It feels like September, the way it should.
No breeze. All is still.
What we have is quiet again.
We had Little our rabbit out there.
Rain again more forceful.
Leaves are ringing.
Few cars, no walkers.
Have my book out,
Day is stretching
Keeping in balance.
Sky is dim, full of clouds.
A break from heavy sun.
Think of coffee and
How about cheesecake. A statement not a question.
He looked fine in the interview before the game.
Four quick snaps later
The season is now over.
It always is quick when looking back.
AskWyatt Earp and the rest of us.
Yeah we’re included in the pack.
At least we have blue water
to remember, oh yes we surely do.
The announcer said
The ball was slightly overthrown.
In another view the receiver
Didn’t quite run far enough.
The games have begun
And I ran out of steam
After one game.
Wait and see what happens
Yesterday afternoon they both turned up.
The Two rabbits previously missing
Turned themselves in.
What a surprise.
The time has come
New-Little and Big Little have gone.
They both have run well.
We will always remember them.
Brave hearts
With good speed
Not out this morning
At day ebb I said
Notes just read
Climb from thy bed.
Bunnies where are ya ?
Your color blends so well
You’re probably right on top
Still we miss tour hop
Can’t see you easily
As population is measily
And lost in the colors
Blended by dream.
Bought a second hand coffee cup
Waited util it was washed.
The up is larger than what I had previously used,
But t used it this morning and liked it.
Give it a week or two,
Or a month and I’ll see
How it will do.
Right now I like the change.
When a cup is different it’s personal
It is a much larger cup for me.
Give it a week or two or a month
We’ll see what happens.
Days slip right on away.
While soaring upward goes the temperature
To a final high before the fall.
Let’s try autumn this way
First thing Little and New Little are out
Rushing, eating, close to the window
In the sun, where we watch,
Coffee some and talk about them.
Before nine they’re off.
I can settle into the new day’s charms.
Spirit away on wings of slight.
Work out the day until the night.
Another dry day supposed to turn warm.
We’ll take it and give what we can.
Endevour throughout the hours
Settle well with our powers.
Cool to start today,
Summer fell away.
Blue background under clouds.
Irregular beginning on the midday of the week.
Sleepy all around
During a slow beginning.
Of yogurt, cereal
And coffee.
First thing they are here
Together these friends
Crowding and quiet,
Calm this morning.
Good day to uss all.
Turning to fall
Autumn’s the outcome.
Early and rested.
This day we all sat.
Hello big duo
Hope we all slept well.
No surprise to see you.
Have to talk with builders.
Seems small jobs put together.
Then you need to purchase materials.
Costs come out of the closets.
The operations begin to develop unexpectedly.
Maybe it’s better to think of results,
And expect a long road getting there.
Sit and have a coffee while you wait.
Little sat at the start of the day.
By my window. Ready to play.
Blue sky wide and light,
What a first class deal.
How easily we look around
Taking in morning light steadily
As the days tighten up on August
we begin to think what’s next.
Sunday costume, pants are clean.
Toast and coffee, strong and lean.
Everybody’s in between.
Praise to the day.
We’ll take the sunshine
Find the best parts.
Honestly your heart is mine
where true love starts.
A lot a thunder again last night
While I slept and missed it all.
I had hard dreams going on non stop.
Slip-sliding in and out of Storyland.
I’m
More storm than we ever had.
Power went out at nine.
The bad weather hadn’t begun.
Distant Thunder rang all night.
Non-stop rumbles continued.
Couldn’t feel the direction.
The thumps were out there.
Sleep went through regardless.
By the dawn the rain had ended,
Rumbles continued.
There was no end to the storm,
Only a lessening on the distant booms.
Not wisp of cloud yet heavy storms are on the way.
Here they are coming, piling in, grouping up.
Bringing dumping loads of water upon us.
Here heavy measurable will fall.
Bumping into each others
A clobbering of down-pouring.
Duck alert china ride
Ka-bunga.
Blam dumps the drops.
POW-pow into drips and a fine mist.
Downfall, umbrellas out.
A pack of rain. No lie. No doubt.