Saturday, July 26, 2014


How nice to have a neighbor
You can visit just by walking,
To share a lovely evening with,
Both coffee-ing and talking.

No need to navigate the roads
Or run the gas tank dry
And you'll be back at home
One minute after your goodbye.

My friends are scattered all around
But nobody should knock
The value of a friendship 
With the people on your block!

Friday, July 25, 2014


Judges make decisions
Based on what they like and know;
Though we may disagree – oh well,
That’s just the way things go.

From tiny little contests
To affairs about the states,
The critics’ declarations
Often lead to great debates.

When their rulings, though, are reckoned,
Be assured that they won’t budge
For there’s dominance and power
In the calling of a judge.

Thursday, July 24, 2014


Why do people pay big bucks
For something by Chanel?
I realize that they’re selling to
A wealthy clientele…

But I really just don’t get it.
Every pocketbook or such
With that famous logo goes for
What most folks would say too much.

And by that, I’m talking thousands
Just to own, what seems to me,
Quite an ugly choice of purses
With a fancy pedigree.

Still, so many women want them
And I really wish I knew
What’s the root of their attraction,
For I haven’t got a clue.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014


He walks around my neighborhood
And no one gives a glance,
Though crowds would surely show
If they had notice in advance.

He’s always studying a script
And reading as he’s strolling,
But no one stops for autographs
Or fawning or extolling.

I see his face on advertisements
For his TV show;
In person he looks just the same,
His tan the perfect glow.

I wonder if this actor, though,
Is miffed or just surprised
That he walks the streets where he resides
And goes unrecognized.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014


Happiness is not a thing
That can be guaranteed.
Satisfaction is, we’re told,
In words we hear or read.

But in that famous document
Declaring we were free,
Pursuit of happiness was writ,
With life and liberty.

Yet finding what we want
Has no relation to pursuing,
For joy’s elusive and the search
Might lead to our ungluing.

The signers of the Declaration
Surely were astute
When they didn’t grant us happiness,
But only its pursuit.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Sun Spot

The setting sun was so surreal,
Suspended in the sky –
A rosy orange color,
Beauty no one could deny.

It looked enormous hanging there
And had a spectral glow,
Most resembling a backdrop
From a movie studio.

With some streaks of cloud across it,
It seemed anything but real,
Just a little trick that Nature,
That magician, might reveal.

Had my husband not suggested
That I give an upward glance,
I am sure I would have missed
This very special circumstance.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Road Construction

Two lanes are forced to merge to one
So traffic's slowly crawling;
On sunny summer weekends
Such delays are quite appalling.

For miles and miles we creep along - 
The cars, the vans, the trucks;
I think we'd all agree
That road construction really sucks!