Dancing Bug
Little bug was so pleased
with soulful eclectic funk
he had discovered in himself
while preparing for the day
that he practically
danced right on past his destination
before he realized it…
Oh, Happy Storm!
A big joyous sound swelled forth
from lips and instruments
like a huge wave
in a happy storm
People dancing in the aisles
waving arms and wagging heads
Young and old alike
jubilant, energized
filled with holy Spirit
Awake, aware, alive!
Happy Bugs
The bugs are happy
when we dig into the pile
They run hither and dither
and then hither and yon
Oh boy! Oh boy!
More food for the fodder
more rotting vegetables
enough for the mudder
Happy day in the compost pile
Happy day in the dirt
Happy day in the sunshine
Happy day in the dark
Friendship Poem
If I were to write a friendship poem
filled with joy, love
my deep appreciation
And hide it in the pocket of your shirt
or prop it up on the table
where you eat your breakfast
What a little thing
that would be
Yet shift happens
Like a butterfly’s fluttering wing
that one small act moves mountains
eventually or sooner
As you come to know a little more
how very much you are loved
Lavish Abundance
Songbird whistles
through his day
With a light step
and a joyous heart
The lift under his wings
Provided by the lavish abundance
of love and light in his life
Whistle On!
