| 3.02.2007 |
| My Yellow Hat |
"Try on the hat in the box,"
My sister wrote on the yellow note.
I did just that.
Now, that I have it on, I may just vote.Labels: 2007, Fun, Inspiration, Workshop Exercises |
posted by Lady Boone @ 2:15 PM  |
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| I Don't Play |
"I don't play!"
That's what the woman always says.
She doesn't laugh.
No way, no how.
She doesn't laugh.
"Who is the dark brother?"
That woman asks.
"I believe he is the man."
Matters not to the woman,
You best believe.
"He betta not mess with me.
Cause, I don't play!"Labels: 2007, Fun, Inspiration, Workshop Exercises |
| posted by Lady Boone @ 2:08 PM |
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| Elephants Don't Ride Bikes |
The elephant came.
The elephant saw a bike.
The elephant ponder.
The elephant might.
He went to the window.
He came through the door.
He went under the table.
Or was it through the floor.
He went outside.
He stopped at the bike.
Oh, how he wants to go for a ride.Labels: 2007, Fun, Inspiration, Workshop Exercises |
| posted by Lady Boone @ 2:01 PM |
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| The Little Green Butterfly |
The little green butterfly ventures through the snow.
Little does she know that playing during winter is a no-no.
She flips, she turns, she spins, she plays.
Looking for a spot of green upon which to lay.
For a small bite to eat, she frantically seeks.
But none to be found, not even on the mountain peak.
We see her play, we see her fly.
Eventually, we will see her die.Labels: 2007, Fun, Inspiration, Workshop Exercises |
| posted by Lady Boone @ 1:55 PM |
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| 1.18.2007 |
| Morning Song |
First morning's song.
Like a fresh, gentle, warm rain.
Dew drops falling all around.
Blue butterfly kisses the blade then flutters by.
Children test the heat of the sun to see who will win.
Walking hand in hand is the lover's morning song.
Grandma whispers softly in the ear of Jesus,
Her request as she prays her morning song.
Zoom, zoom, goes the bus playing its morning song.
Birds fly by.
The sweet baby's cry.
The drag of the trash, bag too heavy for him.
The prattle of the car that won't start.
All sounds of the morning song.
I guess I'll add my melody to the morning song.
Clip, clop, down the stairs.
There goes my MORNING SONG.Labels: 2002, Fun |
| posted by Me @ 2:23 PM |
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