It also looks like a symbol supporting all genders
and connecting with life since it has elements of an ankh.
The anchor’s depth of meanings makes it more strong…
***
This poem Anchor was in a Milpitas Post 2017 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
I kiss her from her pate to her digits.
She makes me euphoric like no other.
Healer Goddess took a chance on me; I love her.
***
World Healing Day is on April twenty-nine.
So I share this today (there’s no better time).
This poem Healer Goddess was in a Milpitas Post 2017 issue.
That newspaper (years ago) what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
on pages 5 and 17.
They can also be found in this blog and in my other one via the following links:
If a churro could fight crime,
and
https://zfthrimej.wordpress.com/2023/04/18/a-recording-of-my-reading-of-my-poem-arbor-day/ .
A slightly different version of Readings is in this blog and can be found via the following:
Here’s the link to the 4/28/23 issue: https://www.ovview.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/06/Issue-8-VOL-16-Final.pdf .
so the bachelorette party
must have been very dirty.
***
This poem The Bridal Shower was in a Milpitas Post issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
is a helium tank.
Loaded with chemical element gas,
so its inside would look blank.
***
This poem Armored Vehicle was in a Milpitas Post 2016 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
because that letter is a ladder.
For those who ask: lowercase or uppercase?
It’s the latter.
***
This poem The Letter A was in a Milpitas Post 2016 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
(tasting luscious, succulent tender)…
Purring pulsing sultry beauty: nectar spicy pink honey juicy…
Worshiping her and the location of the big bang,
lips, tips, and tongues explore and profane.
They adore each others’ curves, depth, and length…
Her ability to create is her power and strength…
***
April 23 is National Lover’s Day.
There’s no better time to post this poem than today.
This poem Center was in a Milpitas Post 2016 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
because she has got palm trees.
***
Especially on Earth Day, here’s another piece:
Flowers must feel cool
when they are fanned
by hummingbirds.
***
While these are not haikus,
they’re two of my shorter works.
These poems Mother Nature and Flowers were in Milpitas Post issues.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post them on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post them now than have to wait.
both appear related and might share a similar role.
They could be tossed or go to a hole.
This observation may (or may not) be droll.
***
This poem Receipt was in a Milpitas Post 2017 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
who did not get what he wanted.
So now
he’s a little bitter.
***
This poem At an Auction was in a Milpitas Post 2014 issue.
That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.
To post this on here now may feel slow and late,
but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.
When Deadlines Become Zombies 