Another Poem

UGLY?

Looking at the other young swans,

he knew he was different.

His neck was shorter,

his feathers fluffier.

Even his little voice

made a strange sound,

compared to the shrieks

coming from their beaks.

Always left out, he wasn’t accepted.

What he didn’t know was

that he was a duckling

not ugly just normal, but

different from the others.

When would they learn

to accept and love him for what

he was––a young lost duckling,

separated somehow from his parents,

living with a bunch of graceful swans.

(illustrations-www.clipart.com)

Children's Poems

For some reason I got an idea for a poem for children while on vacation. Here it is:

THE MONARCH

Wiggly little caterpillar,
what would happen
if you got the giggles
or happened to tickle
another slow mover
who is just like you.

It won’t be long now

till you wrap yourself up

into a tight cozy cocoon,

only to take a long nap

then later emerge as a

glorious beautiful butterfly.

You’ll spread your new wings,
find friends just like yourself
and fly many long miles

to a warmer place somewhere

down south, near Texas or Mexico.

What a fun adventure you'll have then.

Oregon photos

Bridge to Newport, Oregon

Above view from Cape Foul Weather, Oregon above Newport. Below-My husband Allen loves to look at boats and dream about having one of his own someday. He plans to build it. Most of our Oregon vacation mornings were foggy but generally cleared up and were sunny later.

One day it rained so we headed inland for an adventure after a tasty breakfast cooked on an electric grill!

Here's a poem I wrote about the day we four enjoyed:

SERENDIPITY

A day in the rain together,

too wet for the beach unfortunately.

So we head inland looking for sun:

the quest for "wild abandon" and

new adventures awaits us.

Berry picking by the Oregon roadside

sweet succulent and ready to eat.

Yours for the taking, just stop

but pick carefully to avoid the thorns

that hide beneath prickly leaves.

Growing wildly in ditches near

rambling streams from frequent rains,

creating lush canyons and meadows.

Inland, we find blue skies

cozy farms and productive fields

peaceful scenery, time for repose.

Too soon its time to return to the coast

after a cool picnic in the rain

sheltered by a park cotillion.

Eating our homemade snacks,

laughing at the weather because

we are together.

Back at the coast, the sun is out.

Scrambling over sand dunes,

we search for agates on the beach

then it's on to a lighthouse

perched high above the coastline

signaling to seagoers their position

and warning them of rocky shores.

Too soon we're back at our cottage

having spent a fun filled day

in Oregon exploring, despite

the rainy weather that came.