Mold, I am told, as the story unfolds
Does not belong in lasagna
It would be better to have a fly
in your pie or mud in your eye
Than mold in your lasagna.

Eating the mold is a good source
of Penicillin that is not unwritten
by the Doctor.
Though it is true that one bite would
be just as bad as one from a Black Widow
Spider
This is a really bad poem so I am going to leave it alone and go clean out my
refrigerator.

Birds navigating the wind
approaching the ascent
after a descent just as critical
to the flight as the flight itself.

Streams of thoughts

Caught up in the tangled

fisherman’s line

Weaving a web across the

broken branches and promises

in the rushing current of the day.

My son is a vegetarian
He only eats meat
He finds challah hard to swallow
But he really likes beef

My son is a vegetarian
He eats cows and goats and geese
My son is a vegetarian
But he really likes beef.

Magnificent Peas
Roll down my Knees
And then back into my Mouth
It’s really just fine
You can hopefully decide
(whether) to let them stay in or
NOT!

wind blowing softly
petals swirl across the yard
into open hands

Roar of the waves

Airborne by the buffeting wind

startled white heron glides to

the rocks at the water’s edges.

Stopping to breathe in on the inspiration.

Looking sharp

Going to town

Even have my eyebrows on.

You can put them                              here

You can put them

there

You can put them as close to your eye brashes as you can

(and that way you can get a frown)

Little old ladies going to town

looking surprised with

their                     eyebrows                on.

Daft and Rotter were true friends

One day however they had a fight

neither would make amends

They fussed and they fumed

But neither would denign to speak

You would think that such friends

Would miss each other sore

But no, neither would come near

Either one’s door.

Then one day there was such a hew

And a cry, Daft said to Rotter

(In her imagination she did speak)

You know I could not replace you with another

So let’s be friends for ever and a day

So since then they  have spoken and and it has

Always been that way.

Lightly perched

Startled

Flash of yellow

momentarily