June Night Walk Haiku

Better Shows

after these night walks

seeing a toad eat a worm

and low-flying planes

we wonder just what

better shows we’re missing while

we’re watching TV

Northern Mockingbird AI: A Demi Sonnet

Northern Mockingbird – the bird world’s AI

heralds false hope in a song of disguise

from brown-headed cowbirds to cardinals

from tip tops of branches he boasts fake news

he calls a long list; you know it’s a ruse

some folks believe what most could never buy

that’s not a bald eagle soaring the skies!

Make No Mistake: A Demi Sonnet

make no mistake about it as you look

it’s not because she covered herself up

nor that she was the prettiest of all

her mental illness drove them to decide

to pay for extra pictures on the side

those prom night pages in her old yearbook

backfired and fed a monster princess crook

Demi-Sonnet for a Summer Night

fairy lights twinkle in summertime trees

night magic sparkles on firefly green leaves

darkness of black sky sets stage for the stars

evening’s cool blanket, reprieve from the heat

front porch swing beckoning rest for sore feet

chamomile tea welcomes day’s end with peace

myth’s constellations: such stories they weave

A Demi Sonnet for Jessie

Jessie 

her servant’s heart embraced their broken hope

 her gentle spirit wielded toughest love 

such prayerful presence resurrecting souls

her intercessions strong on their behalf 

(and even in their healing, they could laugh)

in restoration, re-learned how to cope 

with Jessie‘s guiding wisdom from above 

June Gift Basket

If I were giving

you a gift basket

I’d make it a summertime sensation!

you’d receive

a skin-safe clean sunscreen

to keep you scorch-free and silky

a pair of sunglasses with readers

to soften the sunbeams

and a splishy

lightweight water tumbler

to saturate your senses

a basket sure

to make a splash !

For Whom the Bell Dongs: A Demi Sonnet

he’s a musical pirate, stealing songs

deceitful melodies some will believe

are his own original lyrics, tuned

spun from a true heart (yet nothing more fake)

these parroted words served up like spice cake

come all who’ll listen: for whom the bell dongs

this sheep in swiped robe is out to deceive