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Thinking

What does an elephant think about,

As he stands inside a zoo?

What passes through his mind

As he’s looking back at you?

What does a pigeon think about,

As he soars above the crowds?

Perhaps it just a simple thing,

As he plays amongst the clouds.

A single ant is scurrying,

His job it must be done.

The others they depend on him,

The many and the one.

A crow is thinking, I can tell.

He cocks his head at me.

Is he looking at my lunch?

Does he think it’s free?

Two yellow fish are playing,

Deep beneath the sea.

I wonder what they’re thinking of,

Could it be of me?

A turtle swims beneath the waves,

A carefree life at best.

But then one day he wonders,

What about the rest?

Behind, beside and over there,

Are those we do not know.

But they have thoughts and feelings,

Just like that silly crow.

What does a person think about,

When he looks upon another?

Race and colour notwithstanding,

Could he be my brother?

This crazy world that we call ours,

We’re only tenants here.

If we make nice and play together,

There is no one to fear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gentle Moments

 

The time we have upon this earth,

So fleeting is its nature.

But still we hurry through our lives,

And miss the gentle moments.

They say that we must stop and listen,

To the beating of our hearts.

But heed I say the sound you hear,

Is deeper than a beat.

A gentle moment exists in truth,

It waits for us to notice.

Do not ignore and just pass by,

A precious instant’s near.

So bow your head and listen close,

To more than just your heart.

The sound you hear and wonder at,

Is the depth of inner peace.

Blessings to the world as we celebrate

Canada Day!

Religions

Catholic and Anglican

Episcopal and Jew.

Different religions,

For me and for you.

 

But what is the religion,

In the heavens above?

What is the label,

We practice thereof?

 

The words that we speak,

The songs that we sing.

Are all in the honour,

Of the one who is King.

 

We sing songs of faith.

That is the beginning of hope.

Because only together

Will we finally cope.

 

Understanding will come,

We’ll be suitably awed.

Because life is the religion

Of the one we call God.

On The Line

 

 

Pretty frilly underwear

For all the world to see

Is hanging on a laundry line

Very clean and free!

 

Now I will not say their mine,

For I must never tell a lie.

Lots of folks are doing it,

Let their knickers face the sky!

 

The wind will whisper up their shorts,

Sun on their tidy whites.

But the really favourite ones,

Are the frilly out of sights!

 

Come on gather round,

You know you really want to.

With social distancing all the rage,

Entertainment is askew!

 

Think of being on that line,

Clean and fresh and free.

Your hair is swaying in the wind,

Your joy for all to see!

 

Par-ty!!

I’m going to have a party,

All by myself alone.

Would you like to join me?

From within your zone?

 

There’ll be party favours,

And drinks to sink a ship.

Dancing umm, I think that’s fine,

Unless of course I trip!

 

Music sure, there has to be,

Loud and with a beat.

And if I get too hungry,

Perhaps a little treat.

 

I know that it’s unusual,

To do this at a distance.

I wanted something different,

A path of least resistance.

 

Something has to change I think,

The world is so bizarre.

So, grab your hat and party shoes

And be a breakout star!

Misbehaving

I plan to misbehave,

And do the things I shouldn’t.

All because of Them,

Who told me that I couldn’t!

 

For all those years I was my best,

And did as I was asked.

Now’s the time to have some fun,

I have become unmasked.

 

Lights left on in empty rooms,

A burner far too big.

I even said a word out loud,

My Mom would flip her wig!

 

Evil deeds will be the norm,

I left my door unlocked.

I’ve changed my path from good to bad,

I fear I’ll be defrocked!

 

People now will curse my name,

Those who cared will weep.

Misbehaving’s hard to do,

I think it’s back to sleep.

 

Perhaps another day I’ll try,

To throw away my chains.

Until that time, I’ll rest with ease,

And count my many gains.

The Sandbox

I’m playing in my sandbox,

Would you like to come along?

We could play like we were babes,

Or sing a sweet old song.

 

I think about those times,

When all was sweet and light.

Perhaps I need a moment,

When everything was right.

 

We played without a care,

With sand between our toes.

We had so many silly games,

With no one to oppose.

 

The innocence of youth,

Has long since passed us by.

Not to be recaptured,

No matter how we try.

 

But we can still retain,

The wonder of our youth.

All it takes is attitude,

And a way to be uncouth.

 

Remember fondly I beg of you,

The pleasures that we found.

Upon the sand within the box,

With magic all around.

A Felonious Fetish

I am here to confess

To a serious crime.

I am planning it out

It may take some time.

 

But wicked and evil

And nasty I’m sure.

A felonious act

Will soon now occur.

 

I have thought it all through

And I am going to commit.

An act so depraved

You will deem me unfit.

 

But things now are rough

In these desperate times.

I just may be crazy

But still it all rhymes!

 

I will stop using commas

And my meaning may slip.

Confusion a constant

But still sharp as a whip!

 

Now I know you are thinking

That woman is mad.

But I’ll bet you did smile

At least just a tad?

 

Then my work here is done

For the moment at least

Til the next time perhaps

When I . . .

 

Hee hee hee.

Looking For a Hug

 

I looked for a hug,

From a silly old bug.

But his arms were too short,

For that kind of sport.

 

So I asked then a deer,

Who did magically appear.

When he shook his big head,

I looked around me instead.

 

There were trees all around,

Whose branches were sound.

But not gentle their touch,

That I wanted so much.

 

So my journey moved on,

Til I next saw a swan.

Her wings were so wide,

But to me she did chide.

 

Look to your own,

She said with a groan.

You will find what you need,

My words you must heed.

 

So I nodded goodbye,

As she flew to the sky.

Now my heartstrings do tug,

As I ask you for a hug.

 

 

 

Ok, maybe not yet,

But soon, I will bet!

A Kernel of Truth

 

A kernel of truth

From your lips I expect,

Instead I am hearing

Of a Colonel you decked!

 

That notwithstanding

I asked for your word,

So please be forthcoming

And say what you heard!

 

You swear it’s a bird

That doesn’t make sense,

Why would a fowl

Jump over your fence?

 

Lady I’m here

To deal with a crime,

So lose all this nonsense

And stop all the rhyme!