Walk about Welsh back
Imagine sailing ships docked
readied for high seas
Tag Archives: Poetry
An Old Dead Tree
There is a dead tree
still standing in my garden.
Woodpeckers find grubs.
The Tax Man Came (but left emptyhanded)
Red hat man paid not
Escaped down a tax loop-hole
Red-Hat Ladies mad!
The Man Who would be King
Rudyard Kipling Wrote
of a man who would be king
Red hats make not crowns
Robins in the Cherry Tree
Robins come daily
to eat their fill of cherries
A crop for a crop
The Well-Dressed Leopard Frog
Suit of Yellow-Green
It helps me blend in the grass
and look handsome too!
Dancing Aspens
Beavers gnawing at
Aspens dancing in the wind
Winter lodges, snug
Marsh Frogs
Watchful in the reeds
Frogs catch flies with sticky tongues
A warm day harvest

