Anxious

Thoughts are swirling

Feelings twirling

Stomach churning

Heart is yearning

Children

It is the wide-eyed wonderment

of things not experienced before

Of adventures and journeys

Of imagination and beyond

It is the innocent laughter 

following jokes and pranks

Playing with friends and siblings 

Their made-up elaborate games

It is the open heart of innocence

of things they don't understand

Of acceptance and love

Of similarities and differences

It is the tears running down cheeks

and the concept of unfairness

Of righteous indignation

The desire to protect the weak 

Guild Wars 2 - a Limerick

There once was a lady named Kate

Who didn't have much on her plate

"I shan't be excused

this weekend" she mused

"this beta would be more than great!"

Lamest limerick I've ever written.  Ever.  But oh well.  Continuing with gw2 beta weekend!

Lincoln Drivers - a Haiku

"Broken" turn signal

Four extra going through red

I fear for my life

For my friend, Gina, who hates Nebraska drivers more than anyone I know.  

Berries - a Haiku

the frozen berry

a bite of cold in my mouth

so tangy and sweet

The Book - a Haiku

Soft ancient pages

Musty, dusty scent of old 

The tang of old ink

Tofu - A limerick

I once had some rancid tofu

That smelled like a dirty gym shoe

My mother complaint

with little constraint

"I'd rather eat bamboo with glue!"

Note:  Dedicated to Justin Gibson, who is not only an awesome person and the inspiration of this limerick, but is also someone whose blog you should totally visit.  Here, I'll give you a link: just g!bs

Black Night

The blackened dark chills the night

Hungry wolves are on the prowl

searching for a sporting fight 

baying with an eerie howl

Colors of Emotions

Red is the color of passion and anger

From burning fury to smoldering love

A symbol of guilt, sin, lust, and love

Poppies for noble sacrifice, roses for flaming passion

Orange is the color of noble determination

From the fires of compassion to a cool optimism

A symbol of warning, falling leaves, and endurance

Roses for enthusiasm, pride, and warm passion

Yellow is the color of cheerful imagination

From hopeful optimism to cautious cowardice

A symbol of warmth, summer, friendship, and caution

Daffoldils bring bright sunshine, Roses for simple cheer

Green is the color of hope and envy

From hope and health to selfish greed 

A symbol of youth, nature, prosperity, and sickness

Any flower for the communion with nature and health

Blue is the color of water and ice

From the cool of winter to noble royalty

A symbol of sadness, magic, trueness, and calm

Their flowers bring about a calming ambiance 

Purple is the color of royalty and sharing

From upper class nobles to the passion of friendships

A symbol or wisdom, rage, sympathy, and sophistication

Most for dignity and pride, Roses for enchantment

The Dress - a Limerick

There once was a lady of yore

Who everyone loved to adore

Said a man late one night

It would be my delight

To see that dress on my floor

The Cat - a Limerick

There once was a kitty called Rat

All covered in fuzzy and fat

Her owners surmised

What would be her demise

Were the flees in her dirty old mat

Swirls of Grey

Brilliant blue slowly gives way to the white

The cotton of white that blankets darkens

Sky amass with swirls of dismal color

The white is marred with the masses of grey

The rain-heavy clouds darken to charcoal

Once light air becomes heavy with promise

There is a sweet smell that tickles the nose

A breathy whisper on the chilly breeze 

Together

I want to dance together

Whirling, twirling, stumbling

With breathy laughter and 

bodies held closely

I want to sing together

Boldly, quietly, tenderly

With rough harmony and 

strong choruses

I want to laugh together

Hearty, boisterous, strong

With quiet giggles and 

 from-the-gut guffaws

I want to cry together

Sobbing, sniffling, comforting

With fingers tender and

gently wiping tears

I want to live together

Better, worse, everything

With understanding and

unconditional love

Dancing in the Moonlight

She's spinning between constellations
It's in the graceful way she moves

The stars are caught in her eyes

He's waltzing between the galaxies
It's in the steady way he moves
The stars are caught in his eyes

They are dancing together through life
It's in the fluid way they move
The stars are caught in their eyes

Just Tell Me

Kiss me gently, my dear, near the old oak tree

Where the branches entwine and sunlight shines through

Speak the words, make it true, my dear, just tell me

Just tell me you love me, by the quiet sea

In a meadow, where wild flowers grow as if strewn

Kiss me gently, my dear, near the old oak tree

Hands gently intertwined, hear my heartfelt plea

Please stay by my side, where we'll enjoy the view

Speak the words, make it true, my dear, just tell me

Guard my heart, my love, for you hold the key

Come what may, dear heart, you're the one I look to

Kiss me gently, my dear, near the old oak tree

Admit your love and let the words set me free

Be kind to my heart, this is all fresh and new

Speak the words, make it true, my dear, just tell me

Hold me tenderly, oh so tight, so all can see

Press me close to you under the sky so blue

Kiss me gently, my dear, near the old oak tree

Speak the words, make it true, my dear, just tell me

Sweetheart I'd let you

Sweetheart, I'd let you

Use those names I abhor

Like darling and sweetie

Your love warms to my core

Sweetheart, I'd let you

Spend your money on flowers

From you they'd be welcome

You'll not see me glower

Sweetheart, I'd let you

Pull out chairs, open doors

For I know in my heart

My strength you adore

Sweetheart, I'd let you

Use a get out of jail free

For forgetting a birthday

But not for an anniversary

Sweetheart, I'd let you

Love me unconditionally

And from me in return

My love unequivocally  

Roses are Red

Roses are red

Violets are blue

That's what I hear

but it just isn't true

Apples are red

Most tomatoes are too

Violets are violet

and blueberries are blue

Greenland's not green

and Iceland's not ice

A green thumb isn't green

but make flowers look nice

So while roses are red

and violets aren't blue

I provide you a challenge

One I'm sure you can't do

It's a simple task

I dare you to try it

but don't cry to me

if you can't rhyme with violet!

Tea with Monsters

The Worplesnapper called 

and they all came running

Wanting to experience 

A party of grandeur and frivolity

One by one

creature by creature

They came trickling in

Sitting carefully at a named plate

With a Cheshire smile 

that belayed mischief and mayhem

the Worplesnapper spoke quietly
and all who heard shivered

His dark, cunning plan
it was later said by all who heard
was a dark omen for beastkind
and a death sentence for humankind

The Worplesnapper called
and they all went running
Wanting to experience
A party of grandeur and frivolity

Bug Man

There is a strange man

Who I've heard it said

Had an odd shaped head

With eyes a'spinning 

More prone to silence

Deciding instead

To communicate

With those spinning eyes

Loud men would argue

Returning silent

Strong men would confront

Returning weak

Striding along streets

Fur-lined coat scraping

Scoping out his next

With eyes a'spinning

The Ride

Listen, my people, and you shall know

the midnight ride of the headless stow

Long shadows cast by a moon so bright

Melt seamless into the blackest night

The blood red eyes of the evil steed

Belayed his master's voluminous greed

These eyes that glowed and penetrating

Seen by a man, so deprecating

The sharp pounding of the blackened hooves

The piercing wail beckoned all to move

Flee in terror from rider and beast

Legend says your soul they're known to feast

Cower you must in hovel of wood

Leaving no sign of where you once stood

Protect your family with your life

Your lifestyle, your children, your wife

For the midnight ride of man and beast

That brings such terror from the Northeast

Ends only when hunger is sated

and the moon no longer inflated