Poems mentioned earlier....

4:44

four forty four
the afternoon sun drifts down
toward the shining afternoon sea
four forty four
time for afternoon tea and cakes
and tiny sandwiches brown and white
four forty four
children screaming their return
from the often worthless work at school
four forty four
the weary cable car driver watches
for his very late replacement
four forty four
the rhythmic beat of food being chopped
for dinner in Chinese restaurants
four forty four
and my eyes blur and head nods
just a tiny nap before dinner?

© 2009, p.c.

Welcome, Oh Large One

I suppose there always has to be
Someone who is number two,
For I am number one you see
And then behind me, well, came you

Lumbering up on heavy hooves,
Snorting and stamping today
All of the people up on their rooves
Rushing and trying to get away

Easy does it you big old ox,
I’m ready to leave for my nest,
This year is when you open the box
So, stop all that noise you old pest...

© 2009, p.c.

and there is so much more.....ah, well....