Hello Miss Kitty
Dressed in your Christmas pretty
Singing a little ditty
All about the the city
Sounds kinda gritty
What a pity
Rhyme
Hello Miss Kitty
Dressed in your Christmas pretty
Singing a little ditty
All about the the city
Sounds kinda gritty
What a pity
Rhyme
A million people
A million voices
None speak my name
Two million feet tred
Where I sit
None stop near me
Millions of bright lights
Shining round
I sit in the dark
Syllable Lunes
Lonely wayfarer?
Or escapee from his hutch?
Black Bunny in the wood
Haiku
Apparently a black bunny lives in the woods at the end of a city street in my town. He has often been seen munching on carrots, lettuce and other greens generous neighbors and passerby’s leave for him daily. No one seems to know where he came from or where he’s going but for now he seems content to hang around and enjoy the neighborhood hospitality. I happened to catch sight of him last week while he was enjoying his morning snack and he graciously consented to pose for a photo
Yesterday
On a busy street
Set in stone
I saw You
A reminder for all time
That You’re with me
Shadorma
Yesterday as I was walking down a busy city street I looked down and saw the name Jesus had been written in one of the concrete blocks that made up the city sidewalk. That inspired me to stop and give thanks that He is with me wherever I go and that He can also be found anywhere, by anyone, at anytime
“No More Ghost Bikes”–Portland, Or. Bicycle Awareness Ride–KGW News
[NaPoWriMo–Day 23] [April 2014 PAD Challenge–Day23–Location poem]