Category Archives: humour

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Minuet

Trees sway gracefully.
They nod and bend
up and down,
back and forth
to drumming thunder
rumbling
across a dull sky.
Minuet dancers
bobbing socially
to each other.

Dark green pine
wearing
brown cone corsages
lean close
to perky willow
holding tender lush buds.

Wide skirts
of pale poplar branches
swoosh
as they rise above
saplings,
excited to reveal
fresh, new
burgeoning leaves.

Wind skips lightly,
hip hopping
amongst the shrubs
to join the fun.

Elegant Mother Earth
blesses the affair
with a sprinkle
of rain
encouraging her
guests to show off
their finery.

Snowy owl watches,
perched on a weatherworn
barn,
her feathers only slightly
ruffled.

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Blank Page

A page stares blankly up at me.
I curse and rant.
I wave and point my pen.
Yet the paper remains unmoved.

I pace my room.
I look out the window
reciting to this stationary sheet
all that I could be doing.
I could be walking the paths in spring sunshine
with the many other Sunday strollers.
I could be planning tomorrow’s dinner.
I could be,
I could be doing anything but trying to write!

The unmarked note pad
waits patiently,
vacant.

I am irritated by its emotionless state.
So I write.
To shed my emotions.

I want to mar the page!
Deface its untouched, barren territory.
I write forcefully to deny
empty, white space
a place upon my desk!

I spill language
that brings life to feelings
that were masquerading
as restless energy.