I am excited that spring has sprung here

Naturally Excited today

Our squirrels are active our birds sing cheer

Branches blossoming in every way

Rain down water from the heavenly skies

Of sunshine and rainbows I never grow tire

Tornadoes abound on here weather wise

My hope that winter had long expired

Stupid Groundhog saw his shadow poor sap

We’ve had cold days and we’ve had hot ones too

Never know there’s truth in the weather map

I want to see bunnies and birds born new

Too bad there is still snow on the ground

I am looking for spring but it’s not found




Doom Doom

Is there room?

For all the choices

For listening to the plea of voices

Warm winters cold Summers

Weather moving to the beat of its own drummers

Trees and grasses die from drought

Other places flooded out

Sun blazing way to hot

In January but it’s not

In March under a wet blanket of snow

Birds come back North too soon

Ecosystems fall to ruin

We have to be go-getters

Work to make this planet better

People say someday somehow

I’m here to say someday is now





Full of fear and dread

These emotions are misunderstood

Long I have pondered and wished I could

Find a reason for my feelings

Like maybe some shady dealings

Everything is on the up and up

Still my feelings they disrupt

My day to day activities

There’s no reason for these proclivities

Wish I could just STOP!

Waiting for the other shoe to drop


A Myriad of Emotions

Hello readers:: thank you all for  your loyalty and support. As you may remember from some time ago, I was using a random number generator and prompts to  get material for my writing. Starting today, I am trying something different. I will use my random number generator for my list of emotions. Whatever emotion comes up I will write about.  Hopefully this will make for some interesting and thought-provoking works.

Thank you as always,




Daylight savings time why do we do it?

We spent so many years not going through it

It may just be an hour to some

But to me it’s not a lick of fun

Dark in winter at five o’clock

In the summer seems all night we rock

Daylight out till ten pm

I should be in bed by then

It’s the trill the tried the trek the way

I don’t like my routine out of play

So turn the clocks forward turn them back

I will always be off track