Friday, August 31, 2012

Curse of the Dragonfly



I remember when I was a little girl
The wrinkle between my eyebrows curled
 
When I slipped and said a bad word
It was the very first time I’d heard
 
About the Dragon Fly’s terrible curse
When you’re young there’s nothing worse
 
“Watch your mouth the Dragon Fly will loom,
And zip your lips up; gloom and doom!”
 
My granny told me when I was young
Thought she was just spoiling my fun.
 
Then one day out on the lake
I was fishing with my friend Jake
 
He hooked his bobber up in a tree
And yelled at it explicitly
 
I told him of the Dragon Fly
But he said it was all a lie
 
Suddenly out of the sky it came
And zipped his lips, forever maimed



Thursday, August 30, 2012

Crackerberries Kitchen



Breakfast and then some is served right up hot
Join me in cooking; we'll chat and whatnot.

Sausage gravy on top of a biscuit,
Cooked smooth without lumps, I’m sure to whisk it.
 
A side of grits with shredded cheddar cheese;
two poached eggs on toast will surly please.
 
Fresh squeezed orange juice and a plate full of fruit;
piping hot coffee fills the mug up, to boot.
 
Come into my kitchen and pull up a chair,
No clothes do I wear so please try not to stare.
 
I’ll cook you a meal that sure to satisfy,
when lunch rolls around the chicken I’ll fry.
 
Oven hot cornbread and fresh collard greens,
Black-eyed peas and your choice of lima beans
 
Sweet tea and lemonade in a tall glass
Or Vodka spritzer garnished with sassafras.
 
Come into my kitchen and sit right down,
I’ll fix up some lunch I won’t make you frown.
 
Maybe you’d prefer something less filling,
Look, in the fridge, “Oh my!” its pie, chilling.
 
A lemon meringue or maybe key lime;
and strawberry shortcake if you have time.

A hot cup of tea with sugar cookies
Whatever you want, all kinds of goodies.
 
It doesn’t matter in my kitchen you see,
everyone is welcome to come visit me.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Baptizing Cows

We went down to the river to pray
Singing about that good old day

All the cows were lined up knee deep
Giving their souls to Jesus to keep

The cornfields spread across the land
Birds chirped gospel as the background band

The sky was as deep as blue could be
This ceremony was quite a sight to see

Cows of every color, size, and shape
Experiencing heaven without the red tape

We stood and we watched as each cow was dunked
Off a lily pad, Mister Frog jumped: Ker-plunk

Once each cow had their sin washed away
They grazed in the field for the rest of the day

God’s green earth is for all kinds of creatures
Just ask any one of God’s soul saving preachers.


Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Grimalkin


Primary Days

My teacher was a grimalkin
Used a yard stick for discipline
When I went up to the blackboard
I was scared my manner torrid

Had no use for my opinion
My teacher was a grimalkin
With thick gray hair and beady eyes
She was a monster in disguise

After school she kept pupils late
For din-din, I was sure she ate
My teacher was a grimalkin
“Detention!” she’d yell with a grin

Those days are gone and in the past
My nightmares put to rest at last
I’m the one that’s now instructing
My students call me a grimalkin.


Monday, August 27, 2012

Pondering Ecclesiastes



We are born into this world,
to grow and live and die.

We plant a garden of seeds to raise up,
and once the harvest is ready we pick it.
We kill a relationship with one another, or animals for food
while trying to heal the relationship we survive off the kill.

Our words can easily breakdown a soul
or in turn build up an esteem.
Sometimes through life we weep,
while other moments we share a laugh.
At times we lose loved ones and mourn, but
find the opportunity to celebrate them in dance.

As we grow older we cast away stones,
with wisdom we gather stones of knowledge. 
We embrace the lessons learned and
refrain from embracing past mistakes.

Sometimes we gain material things,
it is not long before we lose them.
Knowledge and wisdom is something we keep,
we throw away things of the past, heartache and pain.

We go through a time to tear down walls and
sow the things that have been ripped apart.
We learn to know when silence is golden
there’s also a time when we stand up and speak.

Life will bring us many to love,
it will also show us moments of hate.
Our world is not perfect, there will be war,
only Jesus can bring us a peace in our hearts.