Be Kind To the Tuffelbuns

In the dark of night
When the Biddledids play
And the moon is dark
Some people say

That wandering Tuffelbuns
Hide under beds
Scared of small children
They cover their heads

They rattle and roll
Then scamper about
And run in to closets
To try to get out

Though scary to look at
They’re really quite kind
And no better friend
Are you likely to find

So be kind to the Tuffelbuns
If one you do spot
Try not to scare him
You’ll like him a lot

Longing for Mimi

To hear your voice
One more time
To feel your lips
Close to mine

To feel your touch
Warm and good
To be together
Only if we could…

Dreamland Maze

Woke up this morning still in a daze
My eyes were open, but left with a glaze
Head still dreaming left in that haze
Of me running around in some scientist’s maze
I would wonder around for days and days
Trying to find all the right ways
Some paths were good and I’d get lots of nice praise
Others were bad and I was zapped with pain rays
I went round and round trying to appraise
Wrong ways from right ways
When suddenly I’d gaze
One hundred others set in displays
Some were there screaming as if in a craze
Some of them burning, and oh what a blaze
Some were there looking for a magical phrase
That would set them free of this dreamland maze
Then I woke up and around I did gaze.
And I was at work. Maybe it's just a phase....

In Our Quiet Mountain Hideaway

The scent of pine
Filled the room
Of our little wooden cabin

And the cold wind blew
With the coming storm
High up in the hills of Sorabbin

With fresh cooked stew
On a fire warm
And wine in good supply

And we sat and ate
Warm by the fire
Together just you and I

The Faddlefish Ball

The day blew hot
On that windswept plain
Where faddlefish bounced
Each carrying a cane

And tall top-hats
They wore on their heads
Tightly tied on
Like Berlupian feds

And off they hopped
In that windswept place
Over sand dune and rock
To a palace of lace

And in they hopped
To gardens of green
Where rainbows played
A sight quite serene

Then the faddlefish bounced
To fine gibbles in gowns
And began to dance
To peculiar sounds

Thogs play the pots
Where sunbeams danced
And sholes played on flutes
That were magically enhanced

And weemels tooted horns
That looked quite absurd
And forlocks strummed their legs
Which rarely occurred.

And all was so fine
On that magical night
That filled the whole land
With their musical delight

And fresh gardens sprung
Where never one was
Lights danced and girls prance
From Sor to Balguz

So happy and magical
Did everything seem
That people oft wondered
If it was only a dream

Working Lunch

Sitting at his desk
Eating alone
Clicking and typing
Into work he is thrown

No time to relax
There’s deadlines to meet
So he works through his lunch
Barely managing to eat

A spoonful here
A couple clicks there
Leftover dinner
His woeful fare

The rest of the day
He works with great haste
Trying to ensure
That he isn’t replace

Then late at night
He finally goes home
And staggers to bed
He flops with a groan

His wife fast asleep
With child in arm
How long has it been
He thinks in alarm

Since he saw them at home
With bright open eyes
Far far too long
He could only surmise

Then off to sleep
Till his alarm rang again
Waking up and starting off
Another day to begin

Supery dupery dock!!!!!

Supery dupery dock!!!!!
They sailed in a grandfather clock
With a plate a for sail
And a tea cup to bail
The made it from here to Bangkok

John's Went Home Sick Today

Swirling twirling
In my head
Soon I’ll go
Off to bed

To rest a bit
With coughs and chills
Now damned it all!
Where’s those pills?

I need to take them
Right away
So I can sleep
The rest of the day

No Sense of Reality!

Madness!
Insanity!
No sense
Of Reality!


You go around your life
Doing what you do
And just keep going on
As if is all about you

It doesn’t matter who you hurt
Destruction everywhere
No respect for anyone
As if you just don’t care

Madness!
Insanity!
No sense
Of Reality!

Everything you touch
Causes grief and pain
You just treat them all
With superfluous disdain

You’re the one who’s right
Even when you’re wrong
Advice is just annoying
Your lies will keep you strong

Madness!
Insanity!
No sense
Of Reality!

Weaving lies to cover up
The live you live
So many lies your living with
You don’t know which to give

You justify everything
You know it isn’t you
It’s not your responsibility
What’s a girl to do?

Madness!
Insanity!
No sense
Of Reality!

Maybe you can’t tell
Fiction from fact
Maybe it’s just a game
In which you try to act

Dreams are all you have
And now their crashing down
Leaving you alone
A queen without her crown

Madness!
Insanity!
No sense
Of Reality!

Someday you will find
They’ve left you all alone
No money food or anything
You won’t even have a home

That day is coming closer
Though I doubt you’ll ever see
How the life you’ve lived has caused this
A life of cold debris

Expanded Mind at Land’s End

Not anything can compare
To our own exfoliated air
Canned for your containment
But banned from entertainment
A drip without a drop
A blank page without a dot
Rhythm, rhyme and blues
And feet that wear no shoes
Insignificantly naught
Yet nothing is as it ought
Colors swirl in mists of madness
Leaving little, not even sadness
Fading, shifting growing colder
Younger, warmer never older
Purple dots tinged with blue
Then off they go, away the flew
And then what’s left where you stand
Have things gone as you planned
Nothing’s here or even there
And empty void, all is bare
Open heart and open mind
With nothing in them well defined
Transcendent dream do not fill
A living life they cannot fulfill
A body needs to think and do
A person needs friendship true
So a wasted life is left behind
The all expanded psychedelic mind.

The Wood Spirit

Deep in the woods
Where few people see
Lives the fairest of creatures
There ever could be

With green smiling eyes
And a beautiful grin
A warm caring heart
Deep within

She lives in the trees
And they live in her
They seem much the same
Their lives seem to blur

And deep in the groves
Where the moon beams fall
She comes out to dance
In a room with no wall

And she moves and sways
With beauty and grace
Love in her eyes
And a smile on her lips

Her hair green and glowing
Her arms lithe and flowing
Her movements always showing
Life good and growing

Then when it’s over
She stops by a pool
Jumps in the water
Always nice and cool

Then to her trees
She merges in and out
Dancing once again
She dances all about

And maybe you’ll catch glimpses
Of this pretty little thing
Dancing in the leaves
Or maybe…. You’ll get really lucky….
And hear the wood spirit sing

Late One Night

Late at night when the burl owl goes
Tecka peckel checha teckil Hoot
The rabidsnaff chickels and the old torn toots
Fouotalootel brarootafeetel fute

And the moon shines down
On a field of down
Where dancing in the middle is a silly old clown
Tecka peckel brarootafeetel fute

Then off to sleep
The nodsayers go
Fouotalootel checha teckil Toot

Pirate Plunder Peculiar

Pirate Plunder Peculiar

Crashing waves and heaving seas
The wonderers went under
With triblefish to Hansing’s cones
Where pirates stored their plunder

To coral mountains mighty
In purple, pink and blue
Where fairy fish in polka-dots
Cooked alligator stew

Who knew what subtle treasures
They’d find this very day
Those who came with triblefish
To pirate’s booty play

Then under Tooth the bandishmaw
And under Frim the poot
To hidden places under cones
Where whistles play and toot

And boiling teas the sea became
So hot and bubbling green
And snarkles came but did not show
But rather stayed unseen

Our adventurers so mightily
Adventured forth and round
Not wanting to go bother
The snarkles in their town

Then shades and stripes of purple-black,
Blue and sometimes red
Met our bold adventures
And quickly colors spread

Till all was such a wonderland
So vivid and so grand
With pirates plunder underground
All dancing in the sand

And everyone did join them
With dancing colored fish
Pirate plunder peculiar
You can see them if you wish

A Lack of Character

Grasping
Clawing
Crawling
Gnawing

Lying
Cheating
Fleeting
Greeting

Calling
Pleading
Begging
Feeding

Lies
Control
Pride
Your hole

An Ode to Pho Soup

Oh wonderful bowl
Of noodles and meat
A plate of veggies
Makes it so neat

You warm me up
On cold winter days
So big and nice
I sit there and gaze

Then slurp and gulp
I eat you all up
Happy I had you
Here while I sup

Caught a Cold

Aches and shivers
Achoo. AchOO!
I’ve caught it again
How about you?

Flowers

Little white flowers
For love and for joy
Little white flowers
For me to enjoy

Given with love
Received with a kiss
Placed to remind me
Of the one whom I miss

Dreamer in the Storm

Endless dreams
On stormy nights
Wind and rain
Bring only frights

Better be hiding
From the sleeper outside
Safe with your teddy
Together you’ll hide

And the wind blows the rain
All over the world
From here to China
Those raindrops are hurled

And the sleeper watches
With eyes that are closed
Out in the storm
He stands unopposed

But here in your bed
Under your sheets and your covers
You and teddy hide
Hoping no one discovers

Elusive Time

Elusive
Evasive
Eternity

A moment
An instant
And endlessly

Passing by
Ponder why
Infinity

Lies

Lies A life of lies
Leaves little to like
Less to love
And little to live for

Pride

Pride blinds us and binds us
To what we will see
Forever changing
Who we will be

Never for better
Always for worlse
Turning away reson
Is pride's final curse

Games of “What If”

Sitting in darkness
Waiting for light
Shadows and gloom
Make up the night

Dreams for the future
Dreams of the past
Games of “what if”
A life in contrast

But soon comes the light
And dreams fade away
Reality comes
And is here for the day

But night soon follows
And dreams come again
Dreams of “what if”
Already begin