Wading through the stars
Winter's moon lighting his path
Hooves on darkened path
Monday, November 9, 2015
Mardi Moose
There are no Moose in New Orleans
Or so they say, but so it seems
That Mardi Moose didn't get the note
'Cause here he comes to join your float!
So drape beads on his antlers and give him some throws
He's masked and ready- off he goes!
Merry Christmoose
The holly and the ivy are draped across the hearth
Mistletoe and cedar boughs welcome family through
While in the woods a star comes down, twinkling in its mirth
Moose is nearly finished here, one last bulb will do!
Brown Fall Mandala
Wet leaves fallen on damp earth
Fall's brilliant blue sky
The storm has passed now
Flowery dots 1
Imperfect flowers on an imperfect stem
On an imperfect rock
Against a perfectly blue sky
Christmas Hippo
What's that you say? It's only September?
Better hop to! Ninety days 'til December!
Mr. Hippo is ready for the holiday nights!
Bah humbug to you! Let's string the lights!
Brown and Pink
Brown of the rich, damp soil
Blue of the high, domed sky
Pink of the peony in full bloom
Red of summer's festival of flowers
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