Friday’s Freedom

icesculpture.jpg

When Monday sinks its teeth in flesh,

and worries freeze your dreams afresh,

remember Friday’s freedom sings

where icy fears melt into wings.

Advertisements

Immersed in Gold

Immersed in gold,

A baptism of fire;

Liquified assets

Cabled by wire.

Locked in a vault,

Deposit of Kings;

Memories gilded

To last ’til the spring.

*

I am memorizing whatever I can from my autumn garden –  I need to deposit enough ‘gold’ to last me until spring!

Role Reversal

Trees put on their nightgowns and nod their heads in rest;

Sleepy river slows its pace, in tranquil stillness dressed.

Sky relinquishes its light, and dons a sober air;

Clouds are wrapped in bedclothes, adopting night-time stare.

Shadows stir and start their prowl as traffic lights cast glows;

Twinkling lampposts stretch and yawn and grab their party clothes.

Moon awakes, and with a grin, takes his night-owl perch;

A role-reversal supervised by watchful eye of Church.

You Will Not Shut Me Down!

I stand alone in this crowd.

You play judge and jury here;

You resent the way I bloom,

My scent, in you, breeds fear.

You will attempt the shift,

Carve my beauty to mimic you –

But you will not shut me down,

To my blossoms, I am true…

A Frog Philosophy

Photo courtesy of Herbstbaum

So – this is a little different.  You as readers are voting for the poem you think best captures this awesome photograph!

1/ “Ah, just right -I say, this is the life!

Warm sun, cool breeze, and a reed for a nap.

Now if a fine fly were to wander by,

That would be the feather in my green-skinned cap!”

2/ “Thinks she can ditch me, does she?  The wretch.

Well, there are plenty of others in the pond.  I’ll catch

Such a plump and slimy and speckled mate

When she sees us together, she’ll be heron bait!”

3/  “Get that camera out of my face!

How would you like it if I invaded your space?”