Slapstick Comedy
As one funny person
to another
Have you ever noticed
how much like a slapstick comedy
life can be?
Just step back a notch
and observe…
Wow! Now that’s comedy!
As one funny person
to another
Have you ever noticed
how much like a slapstick comedy
life can be?
Just step back a notch
and observe…
Wow! Now that’s comedy!
The path to joy
is paved with surrender
It is a short path
Meanwhile, a flower
in the garden
doesn’t always recognize
it’s own beauty…
Little squirrel
was movin’ slow
It was winter
don’tcha know?
Mornin’ sun
called out to him
Look, look squirrel
a new day closer to Spring!
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Happy Imbolc!
There is a wishing well
in my sacred garden
that hidden place
where only I tarry
It’s near the swing
in the glen
near the tinkling voice
of the brook
Sometimes, I forget to toss in
trinkets of value
and wishes brightly
And, yet, when I do
life’s magic prevails
all mumbly was my memory
with sparkly spots
here and there
‘til in dream awoke
bright and shiny
warm and pleasant summer day
and you and I
with childish hearts
hunkered down
on plastic ride toys
and raced on giggles
‘til falling over with glee
Formerly known
as the dark cloud
The negative thinking
is quickly dispelled these days
with acknowledgement of gratitudes
Yes, it’s all great
and I am grateful