Thursday, April 30, 2015



Billy wants
to learn how to
go with the flow, but
I still haven't figured out
how to shift my no go attitude
into row, row, row your boat latitude.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015



Whoa!
Incoming pheromones.
Which one of us is going to handle this?



Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Monday, April 27, 2015



Ah, to breath in the scent of this
fleetingly wonderful world,
this is enough for me.



Sunday, April 26, 2015



I just wanna know why your hindsight
is so clear and mine's so exhausting.

Saturday, April 25, 2015



Hey! Are you paying attention to me?
Or is that just another selfie?



Friday, April 24, 2015



Suspecting an evening of family self-importensions,
Robert flapped his comb over forward
and disappeared from plain sight.



Thursday, April 23, 2015



Rose was pleased to discover
she had the flightiest type of butter fingers.



Wednesday, April 22, 2015



With the box of chocolates in hand,
Sue sent her sorrows aloft,
Seeding the clouds with sustenance
for newborn thoughts so soft.


Tuesday, April 21, 2015



The secret to happiness, BJoe,
is to make every moment
a swished-around-giggling-puppet moment.
Of course, you will look like an idiot to society,
but what happy puppet doesn't.



Sunday, April 19, 2015


              
I know!
I'll ...!... uh... thup ... thup ... thup...
...
Darn, there I go again,
plugging a stopper
into another
brilliant new
thought.



Saturday, April 18, 2015



The best part of going with the flow
is the voluptuously seductive thought curves.

Hmmph.

Where the waters do drop
the pearls can pop.

Hmmph.

Oh, you grumpy old sugar beet!

Hmmph.


Friday, April 17, 2015



After seven years at the top of the ladder,
and a full count, atomized cell exchange,
a modern Mohammed was delighted to find
he had become the mountain.

Thursday, April 16, 2015



Peter loved climbing pedestals
all the way to the top,
never seeing his heartbeat
could match with the
desire to stop.


Wednesday, April 15, 2015



Within every strong climber
there fumbles a cute, little, furry critter.


Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Monday, April 13, 2015



I don't know why
but I feel all aflutter
aflooter
aflowering
twitter-twatter!

Oh, Ma'am,
Please don't mind me...
Meower!
(Twitter-twatter-swatter.)


Sunday, April 12, 2015



I won't give you no bunny lip
if you keep your wolfish looks to yourself.


Saturday, April 11, 2015



Merry Momo on the ready to go-go,
waiting for Floozy Flora's
hot flash-cold flash,
galloping yo-yo.


Friday, April 10, 2015



Hey!
Quit with the attitude.
I can look sly, too!
Really I can.
No problem.
If I wanted.
Yep.
Yep.
Yep.


Thursday, April 9, 2015

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Monday, April 6, 2015



Climb every ladder....
Ford every stream....

Oh, stop!

(H'yuck yuck.)


Saturday, April 4, 2015

Quack'd Envy



That lucky ducky.
She may look a bit over greased,
but you know what? She has her own
personal lifetime supply of Oil of O'lay.



Friday, April 3, 2015

New Age Bird Wisdom



Krissy, how many times have I told you
not to put all your eggs in one basket!


Thursday, April 2, 2015



Hairless Harold spent a lifetime cultivating
his inner baby bounce, reveling in the twinkles
he generated when he patted in a high five
instead of punching out a low gibe.


Wednesday, April 1, 2015



The pruning master
strives to balance fear of change
with the thrill of artful affect.