Biography of J.B. LeBuert
J.B. LeBuert Poems
Cabin In The Woods
He sat there in his very favorite chair all comfy and warm. The wind howled outside rattling the large windows. There was no reason to feel anything but happy. He was reading one of his most cherished books.
The forsythia blooms early in the Spring. The bright yellow flowers are a very good thing. The flowers emerge even before the leaves. When pruning this shrub, roll up your sleeves.
The Choices We Make
The choices we make are the legacy of the people we know. The ones that we love really put on our show. We're made of threads from the fabric of life. We would be so bland if it wasn't for strife.
Zumba class is a real kick in the pants. I thought I'd try it out and take a chance. We have a cute little instructor who's in great shape. I'm just glad that it's not being recorded on videotape.
If I Could Go Back In Time
If I could go back in time, what should I do? Should I change the relationship between me and you? Is it worth the effort to change the way things are? Have the stars aligned, has it gone too far?
Azaleas In Spring
The azaleas in spring, Are a beautiful thing. Shades of purple, red and white, Oh, what a glorious sight.
Is technology all it's cracked up to be? Are we better off because of technology? Some days I long to see a nation before the key. What other mammals have ruined the sea?
(12) The Gold Rush Is On
They had driven off only two miners of gold. Their attack had worked and was considered quite bold. The gossip had spread and now more miners came armed. It would be harder to live now, men had been harmed.
The Japanese Magnolia
The Japanese Magnolia is spectacular, at its best. It really knocks me out, more than the rest. The pink and white blossoms are softball in size; You'll make this a purchase, if you are wise.
When quite young I loved to bowl You had to release the ball and let it roll The perfect game was always your goal You had to invest your heart and soul
Love Not Hate Sestina
I'm so glad that I found you my love You must have been sent to me from above You have taught me to never hate Our lives entwined, it must be fate.
Fried fish is such a delight Get the oil real hot You must get the breading right Fry until light brown
Your Clear Conscience
Your clear conscience and ability to sleep Indicates how bad your memory really is You seem to forget "What you sow is, what you reap" Your clear conscience and ability to sleep
Sunsets Are The Best
Sunsets are the best, that Mother Nature has to give, Under the sky's magnificence, you'll live. Not until you've seen the shades of red; Sunsets look as if, the angels have bled.
Today she came at the break of Dawn,
Unlike other days when she came at Dusk.
Little did they realize what this drastic change meant?
So early in the morn - that She was sent.
The windows, still open from the night before,
Were visual signs the inhabitants of this strange land
Enjoyed the fragrant night breezes.