Monday, September 26, 2011

Faerie Queen Dancing in the Wind

You must believe in faeries, you must believe they're true.
You must believe in faeries, or they won't believe in you.
It has been said that faeries determine the fate of the human race.
We as humans must understand this now and quickly pick up the pace.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Goofy Grin

You are more than you appear, I already know not to touch.
You do not belong to me, or in any human's clutch.
Just one picture is all I really need.
Indeed you did come from a lovely little seed.
I love your goofy grin, you have the cutest sweetest smile.
I hope that you don't mind, but I'd like to stay awhile.
It's just there aren't that many who smile and look like you.
Most of them are sullen, sad, mad and miserable too.
You made me feel so special, seeing you made me feel better.
You were a gift, from a friend, that came with a very nice letter.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Him in the Middle

A black silhouette appears in the middle of the plants.
I caught his outline at a quick glance.
There are other around but I focus on him.
The scenery here seems really quite grim.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Flower Bed Head

I see an old man.
See him with me if you can.
He has bulging eyes and a big bald head.
I found him behind the old bike shed.
Everyone thought that the roses were dead.
But, they didn't look close at the flower bed.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Big Red Pipe

He wears a small cap and smokes a red pipe.
He fits right in with the others his type.
His face is endearing, he holds very still.
His stories are good, I named him Bill.

Monday, August 1, 2011

The Day Her Wings Got Stuck

A photograph of her makes it easy to see.
Why I am in love with photography.

Monday, July 25, 2011

The Guiding Light

Oh thank you beautiful figure for revealing yourself to me.
Thank you for staying in the light so beautifully so I could see.
I hope to take your photographs until I am old and gray.
 I will look at them happily every single day.
I know they will guide me when I can no longer remember.
They will guide me through June, July and December.