Teddy Bear Days

Wondering words of sanity
Falling all around
Like teddy bears a calling
Fun but not so sound

The tumble through the forest
Looking for honey to eat
Drumming among the flowers
And dancing to the beat

They somersault through the branches
Landing on mossy ground
And splash in summer springs
Laughing at the sound

Wondering words of sanity
Falling all around
Like teddy bears a calling
Fun but not so sound

Puffy Dreams

Muddy blots
And thistle combs
Fiddle downs
For Kallie Holmes

Turtles run
By bunny bed
Soft and green
With pillows red

And purple trees
With dancing bats
Who prance upon
Pink flying cats

They land upon
A candy lane
Where lollipops
Are not quite sane

They read old books
And talk about
Politicks
And sometimes shout

Obscenities
That aren’t too nice
And drink campaign
With lots of ice

They smoke cigars
These lollipops
And pass out toys
To little tots

And if the pipe
Does puffy dreams
Then life’s not always
As it seems

For if you wonder
In your dreams
You’ll end up counting
Lima beans

Visions of Reality

Insane people are the only ones who can understand what is truely going on, the only ones who can see reality for what it is. But, Oh! What a price to pay!

Phalmude the Blind