Leaves don’t change because they’re bored
Or feeling stifled or ignored
And want to spice things up a bit.
Their trees have laid them off. That’s it.
That may sound metaphorical
(Or possibly rhetorical)
But no: Resources being slim
Their branches have no use for them
And simply let them go to die.
It’s pretty, though, for you and I!
What’s Your 20? (Day 11)
We came three thousand miles in Drive
Without a GPS or phone
To keep our fading skills alive
At wayfinding with maps alone.
Honeymoon Souvenir
Niagara Falls is louder than
A toddler banging on a pan,
But three years since you’re done enjoying
One, the other’s more annoying.
15 Miles (Per Hour)
Driving to Erie
Via US 20 East:
Slower than a barge.
We Need Your Credentials
Gee, Professor Hill,
Gary isn’t anything
Like you made it sound!
Bounding Way Across
The wide Missouri wasn’t, really,
At least where I chose to ford it.
Folk song lyricists are silly,
Though, so Shenandoah’s ignored it.
Well Spotted
A year ago I bought a plant
That was an alcoholic cat.
I’d like to say I’ve learned, but can’t:
It’s rooted to my lap. That’s that.
Antilocapra Americana
The pronghorn’s not an antelope.
We often call it that, but nope,
It’s closest relatives — don’t laugh —
Include okapi and giraffe,
And all Antilocapridae
Have gone extinct except for they,
Like dinosaurs and low-priced gas.
Try not to scowl as they pass
Your gasping car at 50 per,
White bellies and brown backs a blur
Against the dusty hills they’re roaming
Nigh the byways of Wyoming
And adjacent high plains states,
White tails in place of license plates
And bi-pronged horns that rarely beep:
You’ll catch them next time gas is cheap.
How To Keep A Streak Alive
When you’ve forgotten
What you’d planned to write about
Write it anyway
Animal Househusbandry
Grizzly bears appreciate
Your leaving cleaning up till late
And stringing up your food-filled sacks
At bedtime (not before). Free snacks!
