Smorgasbord

When moisture hangs

         from silent limbs

                             to catch the Sun't first light -

 I shake the tree

                 and so get soaked,

I'm really not too bright.

*****

To my Sister on her Birthday

Were I to fold and kneed the dough

and sculpt a lady strong of will -

I'd beg you here to model so

I'd see just how to fill the bill,

With class and grace I'd first prepare

with charm and laughter in the air -

I'd form and tend with gentle instance

and add a dash of strong persistence,

I'd blend in wisdom, love and dreams

with just a pinch of lively spirit -

and make the lady as she seems

not past the hill - just near it.

*****

Logic & Lewis

I hate to be so practical

but I'm sure you all can see,

you'd never find both carpenter

and walrus by the sea -

The walrus in a single day

makes grunting s like a beast

where  carpenters - without a sound

a thousand bucks at least.

*****

My mind and thoughts are not the same

my thoughts are wild - my mind is tame,

My mind is sometimes overwrought 

simply by a passing thought,

when to death my mind does heed

My thoughts I'll leave for you to read.

*****

California Living

I haven't got a swimming pool

a hot tub or a bar

I hate to run

I just don't jog

or even walk too far -

I eat a lot of sugar

and my seams have given out

I haven't got a Fe-fe

with ribbons all about,

I haven't got a matchbook

with success a stamp away

my sweaters all have patches

but they didn't come that way,

Backgammon is strictly out

tennis is taboo,

racquetball's for someone else

I hate the smelly zoo -

I didn't buy a mansion

on a cliff that might erode

I haven't got a foreign car

designed to self explode,

I can't tell you if it's butter

or rancid marmalade

you'll find no platinum coating

upon my razor blade,

I haven't got a habit

that I'm trying hard to boot,

I haven't got an ethnic drive

to find a single root,

I think I might have passed away

a long, long time ago,

but I can't find ten doctors

for nine of them to know. 

*****

The Chair

Two people in a waiting room

where was a single chair,

Insisted, the politest one

"You sit, it's only fair."

Twenty minutes later

in a voice that broke the still -

the sitter stood and gestured,

"It's your turn, if you will."

A squirm and thirty fidgets

and the sitter finally stood,

The stander said, "One needs a stretch."

"I know - it feels quite good."

Finally, when their patience thought

the wait - a bit unfair,

someone opened up the door

and brought another chair. 

*****

I heard the Hoot Owl call my name

and I there in the wood -

had not recalled a melody

to ever sound as good.

I came upon a tiny brook

a refreshing sip I had

such knowledge - not in any book

the feeling made me glad.

A winding path did call to me

with twists, and turns and bends

it took me deeper in the wood

away from long-time friends.

It took me from the sunlit rays

where flower hearts were still,

no streams or brooks upon my gaze

no warmth to chase the chill.

It took me to an inner place

where courage takes a hand -

and led me to a smiling face

there in the promised land.

Zobostic Corwin