“On My Shelf”

It’s built in ~
the only one I have,
holds some little treasures
I look at day to day.

A jar with little shells
I collect from off the beach,
a dollar store sign
that says to always dream.

A cross I painted from Goodwill
reminds me of my faith,
four wine bottle stoppers,
just a few that I collect.

Two “message in a bottle”
I found lying on the shore,
I refuse to break the seal;
and ruin all their charm.

A little glass fish
I bought for just a buck;
a less than perfect sand dollar
I say will bring me luck.

The flea market plate
that says “Made in Mexico”,
the antique bottles
I find and keep bringing home.

Trashy little treasures
everyday, ones I see;
one little shelf,
that’s just a reflection of me.




“The Ride”

The sight is very common,
on most islands I would guess;
bikes with wicker baskets,
pedaled by owners of little pets……..

He sits up tall like a regal king,
looking from side to side.
He enjoys the breeze in his face,
ignoring the people zooming by.
He looks around, he’s got it made,
he points his nose up to the sky.
They travel the same way;
before the day can turn to night.
Life is easy from where he sits
looking down from up on high.
He looks straight ahead;
his ears they flop and fly,
others on their leash
watch him zoom right on by.
The envy of all the others,
he can see it in their eyes;
they want his wicker basket
and pedaled little ride.

Welcome to Oz

"where the monkeys fly low and the shoes are ruby red"

Hope in the goodness of Humanity.

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