fog bank steals ashore pirate ghosts from sunken ships unseen plunderers

fog bank steals ashore pirate ghosts from sunken ships unseen plunderers


autumn leaf carpet shifting patterns in the wind green grass underlay


spider sleeps in web dreams of netting trophy flies wakes to find stink bug

sweep me off my feet take me to the moon and back you magical broom

One day you ran away from me.
You dashed between two cars.
With three great leaps you crossed four lanes.
I thanked your lucky stars.
Five dogs behind a six foot fence
you noticed noticed you.
You didn’t see the seven inch gap
that let them slip right through.
Eight inches from your heels they chased;
you couldn’t take much more.
The dogs howled with dismay as you
slammed through your small cat door.
Twas just that morn nine lives you had;
lost eight while on the run.
You scared me nearly half to death.
Now we’re down to half plus one.