The Mona Lisa

Leonardo had a gift sublime
Strange beauty he could define
Mona Lisa smiles
Sitting on her piles
Looking wonderfully divine.

Balloon Space

Time unwinds a sky
Bending low and high
See a face
Out of place
As it passes by.

Occurring just before noon
Watch a moment bend and swoon
Eyes are there
In the air
Don't let go of that balloon!

Harry Hobbs' Tiny Blobs

This is Harry Hobbs
He has swapped his jobs
His eyes are green
And often seen
As tiny little blobs.

Some may say that he ain't too pretty
He said farewell to the big bad city
To eat grass pies
And tell no lies
"Please hold this, I need a shitty."

A CUP OF TEA TREE (Illustration Friday)

Have a cup of tea
In a Tea Tree hat
Have a cup of tea
And look like that.

On The Way To York

I am Daley Prancing
Occasionally dancing.

My legs begin to walk the walk
But this is not the way to York
New parameters
Odd diameters
I travel like a broken fork.

One foot likes to stay below
The other has an extra flow
Upside round
Wrong way down
Need to know which way to go.

I'm not walking through the air
I wander places that compare
Night and day
As they say
With flowers growing from up there.

Sarah-Zimm Aquabat

Watch the rain fall and drop
Often landing on the top
Aqua shroud
From a cloud
With dramatic plop.

Sarah-Zimm avoids the puddles
Then is covered by big bubbles
Wearing gloves and hat
Look at Aquabat
"I have visions with the wobbles."


Dance in the rain
Rattle my brain
Say it again.

The Moon Bird SONG (ILLUSTRATION FRIDAY)

Some birds like to live in trees
To catch the night with a breeze
"The moon goes round
And underground
When it's seen between my knees."

The song of love is for the moon
Therefore Moon Birds love to croon
A tree may creak
But what's the squeak?
"It's not my beak that plays a tune!"

Moon Window 3

Through the window of the night
All is woven in this light
Good intention
With invention
Make it real and make it right.

I am Moon Window 3
Take a look at me.

Comet Hairy Is So Scary

This asteroid makes hair swirly
Shocking people who live purely
When comet flies
See surprise
There's an increase in the curly.

A most odd thing that passes by
Making strands all reach the sky
Magnetic pull
Is quite full
So wash your hair and don't be shy!

Carpets Are Inside Us

With hinges oiled internally
A door will open suddenly
It's bright inside
You can't hide
The carpet shines eternally.

Within Without

I am Charlie Farley
I am within
I am without
Let me in
Let me out.

Bath Of Nature

"I am Wilfred Chubby
And my bath is tubby
See the taps
New perhaps
I am never grubby."

"I bathe in nature these days
As the water gently sways
But did you know
I often grow
Flowers in melodic ways?"

"In my tub I wander free
Meadows hills and scenery
As I pass
See my class
I am doing splendidly!"

SIMPLE Illustration Friday

Behold this grid that's in my eye
A simple truth is all I spy
For events below
Above are ditto
A correspondence in the sky.

All things are in their place I see
My hand is where it ought to be
Reflected so high
Yet I wonder why
A bird appears to look at me.

All things happen right on chime
Every space a simple rhyme
Now I flow
Here we go
Oh my word is that the time!

On this occasion he was late
He's Arkan Barkum-Ten-Past-Eight.

The Cat-Flap People

They are known as the felines
With a touch of the devines
Somewhat mystical
Slightly twistical
Cats can read between the lines.

"Behold! We are so graceful
Silky cool and very tasteful."
Often wise
I see their eyes
And nearly get a faceful.

Adventures cat's persue
I don't know what they do
A little cheeky
Sometimes freaky
They like a cat nap too.

Bongos

Bang your bongos in the night
It will make you feel all right
Catch the beat
Feel the heat
"We bang bongos with delight."

With rhythms that go hazy
They are never lazy
Beryl Bam is long
Billy Bong is gone
"Together we are crazy."

They beat to the moon
The tune of the loon
They beat to the heart
And cannot part
A beatific thing
"It makes us PING!"

Chair Illustration Friday

A chair has a fantastical ring
For Albert Rife and little Pring
They roam the land
With eager hand
Touching legs and everything.

Their purpose is an ancient one
A secret form of tradition
"It is our quest
To find the best
A glowing chair to sit upon."

This one seems to touch the sky
They begin to wonder why
Feel the wood
It's jolly good
And sitting down is rather high.

Incense And Terrymints

The Lights of Traffic fill the sky
And colours change in Terry's eye
Henry ponders
Then he wonders
But neither know the reason why.

It's no Egg Man that we see
Just Terry obviously
With patchouli plume
He crossed the room
And fell out of his tree!