“I too am not

a bit tamed,

I too am


I sound my barbaric yawp

over the roofs of the world.”


~ Walt Whitman


Elfje:         (Cinquain)



what waste

another man’s treasure

artifacts for the future





leaves fall, birds migrate

the sun lowers in the sky

cold winds will arise


Poem:       Rondeau


A (R) who could ask for anything more
A       no need to keep score
B       a soul who is a true friend
B       beside you to the end
A       an oath you both swore

A       hanging together was never a chore
A       excursions a subject of local lore
B       one on whom you could always depend
R       who could ask for anything more

A       a mate willing to pull his own oar
A       a buddy to pick you up from the floor
B       for the best in life we all intend
B       never ever a reason to pretend
A       kindred spirits together they soar
R       who could ask for anything more


ME and the Boss










About merb010

Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010

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