One fine day
In the month of May
For a thrill
Decided to climb up Blueberry Hill
How can I describe my Real Estate career?
Abandon all hope ye who enter here!
What a beautiful sunny day!
I want to fly away and play
There’s a butterfly that looks just like me
Copying my every move, exactly
There was a dog named Hercule
He lived in a cage and was treated cruel
Although he was trained to protect
He became a police academy reject
Forecast: Winter Storm
Shovel handy, boots by door,
Let It Snow, Snow, Snow
One summer’s night, on the way home
Tired and sleepy our thoughts did roam
It was purely by chance
We got to witness a Firefly Dance
When I was in Junior High
A term for Middle School in a time gone by
My Mother bought me a briefcase of pink
Although I loved it, I was worried what others would think
Start the morning, leisurely
Wondering what bird will visit me
While I am having my cup of coffee
Which winged friend will feed
Pineys like to revel
In stories of the Jersey Devil
Fiction or reality?
Or just a genetic abnormality?
Lord Let me die
You took the apple of my eye
Lord Let me die
All I can do is cry
Tired of crying at bedtime
Tired of crying when I wake up
Where is God?
Why doesn't He comfort me"
William F Buckley Jr died on Wednesday
With his quietus many conservative ideas passed away
The world was sad to see him go
Late in life of him I came to know.
In the season of Fall
Mother Nature gave a Ball
Invited all the trees
That swayed gently in Summer’s breeze
Licensed Real Estate Broker since 1967 Retired 3/31/2020 but always liked poetry so in my 'golden years' I am writing poetry. My poems are not deep or philosophical; they are about very mundane things that bring joy to my life and maybe you'll enjoy them too. I also take photos and many of my poems are inspired by them.)
Autumn is Fall
In Autumn leaves fall
Fall, Fall, Fall
Till it isn’t Fall, at all