The Motions

Marching down the aisle,
I see you coming
From far away, somehow.
Are you the same?

You tender such a plus
To say you are fine.
You don’t refer to us
When you complain.

How is it that we
Always come to this,
Spinning in circles,
Never ending?

It seems like
The same old thing
Happening again.
What is true?

Is this real,
Or an illusion?
Are we in love,
Or just going through

The motions?

Happy?

Laughing upside down,
Turning round and round.
Running down to where
I found you on the stairs.

Hell, if I know.
Can’t you see how angry I am?
Can’t you feel the fleas
Biting you, happily?

Are you my friend?
Sometimes, I don’t know.
Often, I feel like I am
All alone.

Who was that on the phone?
Was it the one that was
To blame for all these things
That tear me from you from me?

How happily you say that
When you tell me
How much you hate to see
Things come together rhythmically.

Are you really here?
Will you be staying long?
Will my frown turn to a smile
When I see you come clean?

What do you think
It looks like to be happy?
Who do you think
Is really that way?

Anybody?

Skip to the Blues

Skip to the blues,
So how are you?
I’m fine today
But yesterday

Was awful!

What do you think
Of my hair?
It’s pink, I know.
I tried to dye it but

I messed up.

So, how’s the weather
Where you’re from?
It’s dandy here,
So come get some.

Come here!

Do you like
Cream and sugar
Or do you like it
Black?

Pick your poison.

What is your
Favorite color?
Mine is blue.
Same with you?

Cool.

Straight Ahead

Living straight is living slow,
But slow is better than you know.
Catching fire at every step
Is not the wish of those now left.

Doing what needs to be done
Is best for all that know His love.
Being there for those in need
Finds the sheep and sets them free.

How it goes does keep the flow.
All together is what they know.
Doing right and doing well,
Keeping others out of hell.

Jesus saves and kingdom comes.
End is near, so say some.
They don’t know but it could be.
Knowing Him, a righteous glee.

So it comes, now is the time.
Do your best and pray for the rest.
Line ’em up and get in line.
Judgment’s here, so take the test.

Peanut

Gentle puppy,
You weren’t always that way.
There was a time
When you were the most

Dangerous ankle-biter on the block!
Let our niece and nephew chase you
Into a corner, and you were a force
To be reckoned with!

And, oh, how you loved to steal food!
We would catch you on a chair
Stretching your neck and your tongue
To lick the dinner plates on the table.

Then there was the M&Ms that
Mysteriously were losing their color.
We thought the sun was doing it,
Until we spotted you licking them one day.

And we never did get you completely
House-trained. Many were the times
That you got popped on the behind
For leaving a “deposit” in the house.

Your breath was atrocious,
Because your teeth were bad.
The vet gave you until 15.
You made it to 16, proving him wrong.

Couldn’t see or hear anymore,
Couldn’t hold your bowels,
Couldn’t swallow dry dog food,
But you were a survivor. You showed

You still had fight in you when
You got bathed (which was often).
You wrestled with your blankets,
Like you always had, growling away.

After all your feistiness,
You could be so sweet,
Snoozing away the day.
You liked things quiet.

Never did get used to the vacuum.
You were like Don Quixote, charging
at the windmill. You gave up
No ground to your enemy!

And now, after all is over,
You dance and play
At Rainbow Bridge
With Miles, Sunni, Toby and Al dog.

You suffer no more.
And that is the way it should be,
For a faithful pet like you
Deserves the best that God can offer.

Making Up

Lovey dovie!
Here it comes,
Time to make up
After that fight we had

Earlier this week.
Roses, candy,
A night on the town.
Does it all make it better?

Probably not.
Perhaps, I’m sorry,
And I love you
Might work a bit better.

I understand,
You are right.
It’s my fault.
I forgive you.

There, it’s out.
Sometimes
Groveling
Goes a long way.

Chasing Our Tails

Happy go puppy,
Round and round,
Chasing your tail.

What I wouldn’t give
To enjoy life that much.
Then again, maybe not.

After all,
What does it cost
To abandon one’s belongings?

What does it cost to live simply?
What does it cost
To bring oneself to the point
That you can be that happy

Over something so small?

Are we spoiled?
Probably.
Are we living in a way
That is too complicated?

Are we really just
Chasing our own tail,
Metaphorically speaking,
In all our crazy pursuits?

Our hobbies,
Our commitments,
Our relationships,
Our conversations?

Our jobs,
Our belongings,
Our habits,
Our rituals?

Is it all,
As Solomon once said,
A “chasing after the wind”?

Maybe if Solomon was a dog,
He would have said it is all
A chasing after one’s tail.

Hmmmm…

Zero

My name is hanky.
How do you do?
I am free to come through
Anything.

What time did you say
The earth was supposed to explode?
Anytime now, you say?
Sounds smurfy to me!

So, why did the chicken cross the interstate?
Because he felt like it, of course.
What is your number?
Mine is zero.

Who was that masked man?
Batman, Zorro, the Lone Ranger?
Happy is the creature
That knows where to hide.

Hello from Mars!
When does the clock strike three hundred?
Sift your sugar
And the cookies will be neat.

Rainbows follow me
Everywhere that I go.
So, I say hello to them,
But they don’t answer.

That’s how it goes sometimes,
I guess.

Bubble Heads

Driving down the road one day,
I stopped to see what was the fray.
People fighting left and right,
Even daring to take a bite!

Blood was pouring everywhere.
Cuts and bruises, I declare!
Throwing each other to the ground,
Then proceeding to pound and pound

Each other’s face, then the belly.
I was shocked, and said, “Whoa, Nelly!”
Beating each other to a pulp
Made me sad, so I began to sulk.

I sat back and shook my head.
I can’t believe this, so I said.
Why must people be at war,
And seem to beg for even more?

Though it really makes no sense,
I had to sit upon the fence.
I didn’t want to get involved,
Or try to come up with a way to solve

People’s differences are galore.
Sometimes their whisper becomes a roar.
It’s hard to know which way to go.
The stubborn fools must start a row.

So it seems it has always been.
Guess that’s why they say we sin.
Always looking for some trouble.
Then we hide inside our bubble.

Huh?

Howdy, Cuz, where ya been?
I’ve been right here without you.
How do you feel
When things go your way?

Sometimes I like to pray.
Sometimes I decide just to stay
Home with my wife.
What did you do today?

I creamed an innocent bystander
That was crossing the road
In front of me.
How was your morning?

Nothing exciting
Happened to me lately.
How about you?
I’m just as gay as I am everyday.

Sometimes I wonder,
What makes the moon
Shine so bright?
After all, it’s just a big rock, right?

Yes, I know, sunlight and all that,
But it still is strange,
Don’t you think?
I think so, anyway.

So, go play outside.
Go round up little dogies
And all that, okay?

What is the password
For something sneaky?
What is your solution
To world poverty?

Something original,
Something neat.
Something good for you,
Maybe even something sweet.

So, what would you like to say
To all our viewers out there
who wonder why
The rain falls so softly?

Why do I get drenched
When I run swiftly
Through the rain?

How many times do I have to tell you?
There is no free ride in this world!
When I was your age we watched tv,
Ate hot dogs and potato chips

And fought constantly.
What’s in your wallet?
I definitely feel like I
Won’t be spending

All night at the Late Night Library.