TICK-TOCK, TICK-TOCK



Dear old clock upon the wall,


could I please hit rewind?


To change mistakes both large and small.


If only you’d be kind.


The past, it’s gone, has flown away.


Will it return to me?


In truth it did not pause or stay.


It flew on out to sea.


If I could snatch you back again.


Rewrite, redo, rethink.


The things I said that caused such pain.


If I could just re-ink.


I want to fix, redeem, indeed,


but steps now gone are weighed.


The time has flown at smashing speed.


But leaves behind it’s shade.



CHOICES

Choices,


some,


wishing,


wanting,


whisper on the wind.



Choices,


some,


intense,


insist,


impossible either way.



Choices


some,


cost,


crash,


collide deep within.



Choices,


some,


breathe,


build,


begin things new.



Choices,


some,


sooth,


shore,


salvage seek and mend.



Spring Fling Writing Contest Entry


SPRING TIME PRAYER


With spring time drip,


come feelings that dip.


Let the sun shoot through,


the cloudy day stew.


Turn all that is heavy


to bright.



As the days grow longer,


our hearts grow stronger.


Let beams etch a path.


Let it give us a bath.


Turn all that is sullen


to light.



Watch the earth arise,


with a beautiful prize.


Let daffodils prance.


Let puffy clouds dance.


Change all that is dark


to light.



THE RAT-O-NAUNTS


One day…


Two rats removed the skipper’s keys.


Indeed, from his back pocket.


They tippy toed to Thunder Breeze,


and hurried to unlock it.


Cyclone cranked the engine up.


Typhoon played the guard.


Cyclone made the throttle whump,


and hit the switch too hard.


Oh no!


Launched they were the rat-o-naunts.


Away they went at untold knots.




The rats then saw a rainbow crown.


Typhoon spewed and stewed.


Cyclone merely yelled, “Calm down!


I’ll check the latitude!”


Cyclone set the gismo low.


The ship went tilt in space.


“Now we’ll ride the rainbow slow."


Typhoon shook his face,


"No no!"


Relaunched they were the rat-o-naunts.


Down they went at untold knots.



Typhoon yelled, “Abort this dip!”


But Earth emerged in place.


Typhoon cried, “We’re going to flip!”


But Cyclone upped the pace.


Cyclone docked the vessel ship.


Typhoon gave a grateful yip.


They tippy toed off Thunder Breeze.


And whew.


Away they went to take a nap.


For done they were with their mishap.