If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
Destination is fate.
Is it? Destiny takes
You only so far. How
Far do you want to
Take it? Where are
You destined to go?
If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
Destination is fate.
Is it? Destiny takes
You only so far. How
Far do you want to
Take it? Where are
You destined to go?
If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
Dreaming of distance
Hugging the air patterns
Emerging places to go
Places to see places to be
Spirits take flight far away
Or close to home dreams
And hopes fly high places
To be seen dreaming of
Distance hugging the air
What foods would you like to make?
Cabbage and cribbage, baggage and ribbage,
Is it red or purple, green or yellow, a
Member of the vegetarian family or
A meat; dairy-white or blood-red like
A pure, well-plied hamburger, bulging
Beyond its roll. Cheeses and milks, ice
Cream or whipping cream, breakfast, or
Dessert. Each meal bigger, sometimes better
Cabbage, lettuce, tomatoes on the vine,
Vying for a place on my plate and in my heart
What foods would you like to make?
Vegetables, the ultimate plant-based plate,
Inspire me to cook colorful foods graced
With beauty, full of tastes. A variety I ate
Sometimes slowly, sometimes in haste.
Red, green, the onions a touch of purple
The imperial onions like periwinkle or myrtle
Enhancing the dish, make it smoky, regal.
Dogs or cats?

Your choice of pet does not
Impart character to you. You
Aren't smart just because the
Bundle of fur aloofly licking
Her paws looks like something
Out of a mummy's tomb. You
Have to earn the trustworthy
Title your golden retriever got
By being loyal. Siamese cats
Are decorative; doesn't make
You an objets d'art owning a
Pair. Strays as we called them
Back in the day, you know 'em
As rescue dogs, are often very
Canny. Are you street-wise if
Your dog is? Or a deep-thinker
Because your cat always has
That look in his eyes. You are
Not your pet, it's safe to say.
Who's a good boy, who, now!
Which activities make you lose track of time?

I am obsessed with time, but
Time is not always as kind to
Me. Nor as thoughtful. It just
Passes me by, willy-nilly and
Careless as you please. Time.
Where does the time go? Why
Should its passing mean so
Much to me when it cares so
Little? I'm obsessed with time
But it doesn't give a fig for me
What bothers you and why?
I am bothered and I am
Annoyed. My favorite
Cereal is out of stock,
But that's not all. We
Did so much damage,
Oh not you and I we but
The collective we, the
Stewards of our earth
We. Humans have not
Been respectful of the
Planet. We pilfer the
Air we have trouble
Breathing or pollute it
Til it's unrecognizable.
Rivers and oceans erode
The land as heat melts
Ice. Oh and our supplies
Are running low, too. My
Favorite cereal is out of
Stock. I am bothered. I am
Annoyed. Ask me why.
Are you seeking security or adventure?
I write, and when I write
I split my infinitive always
All ways, just because and
Just because I can. When
I write, I write as I please.
Do I seek adventure? Yes,
Please. Am I secure that a
Split infinitive will please
You? No, I am not. I can't
Tell what's in your mind,
Or if you will forgive my
Slip from grammar. Come
Join me on my adventure.
Hope it pleases you, too.
If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?
You are invited to a grand fete.
Ok, a grandly pretentious one.
Bring the wine. Bring the hors
D'. Bring your spouse, and maybe
Your mother. Dinner will be at
Nine, but let's gather at seven
For cocktails and chit-chat and
So we can designate seating. It
Is a complicated affair. The Mc
Coys won't sit with the Capulets.
The Hatfields decline to dine
At the upper table with their
Arch enemies. Er, frenemies, I
Guess. Everyone will wear tails
And white tie. Lots of top hats
Will top heads. The ladies will
Shine in designer gowns from
RueLala, oolala, and Loehmans.
What do you think gets better with age?
You are old said the child
Pointing to my wrinkles.
His mama said with great
Predictably, it's not polite
But he pointed out what I
Could see and knew. Not a
Newsflash that time had a
Way of passing. It had been
Lots of years since I wasn't
Wrinkled and more since I
Was as young as he. He was
Wise, but so was I. Wise to
See and wise to point out
The truth. I was wise, too.
You see, I knew I was old.