WOW ! Little Princess...

                                    Turns 3 tomorrow !!!                          

   

We Love You, Kelly Quinn !!

And a big happy b'day to your daddy, as well!

POST-SCRIPT

... And Kelly and her daddy had a great "shared birthday" on 10-9

Earnest Accolades Appear Justified

 

a propos ...

THIS  TRULY  PENULTIMATE

SEASON  OF  THE  YEAR

AUTUMN:

  Deftly Casting its Dazzling Magic 

                                                                   

Festooned by

Burnished grandeur ;

 PANORAMA,

Très premier !

Amber leaves kiss

Sagging branches;

Copper foliage

 Secrete deer...

Dusk distributes

Crispened sunsets;

Frost confirms   

  It's settling near...

Yet, bleak landscapes

Conjure worries;

( For it's DEATH

   We MOSTLY fear)...

                            -Poem above, written by L.P.-Grenn

YOU DESERVE A PAT ON THE BACK IF

You do NOT vote your 

 proverbial "pocket-book"

but cast your vote

largely based on the

CHARACTER

                     of  the candidate...      

                             

Wealth comes and goes;

When 'health' is lost, it's true that

"something" is lost;

However, when character is lost,

EVERYTHING is lost.

It should be crystal clear WHO is power-hungry and who genuinely supports democracy.

UH-OH: THEY'RE Baaaaack !!

                           

As fall descends and

Leaves turn golden,

Macbeth's 3 witches grow

 Emboldened...

 

We can hear them slyly scoff:

"Time to craft a deadly broth!

 One that sends chills up the spine;

  Let's prepare some toxic brine" !!

**************

[ADD to cauldron]:

Items found in garbage dumps;

Lies sprung from the lips of Trump;

Tropes 'bout Haitians,

Pink Dalmatians,

Trinkets from a bad vacation.

[ Then, stir in ]:

Autumn leaves attacked by mold;

Grubs and web-worms, big and bold;

Tail of skunk, wayward vines;

 Tons of awful MAGA signs...

It's almost ready;

Yet, (we think)

It needs more 'oomph'

To really STINK

[ Thus, ADD to mixture]:

P. Diddy's pants and picnic ants;

 Beard debris from J.D. Vance...

Crazy Yarvin, Peter Thiel;

Worm-infested wagon wheel;

Global warning, freak-deniers;

Broken, rusty metal pliers...

Now blend real well,

(Until it swells);

Then, crank the heat up

Way past hell!

OH! Bubble, bubble, election-trouble;

Will 'The Madman' score a double ?

text/poem written by L.P.-G. / 10-2024

"SUBTLE HAZE" ?

Subtle Haze of Darker Days

(i.e., those yet to come)

As grayish days grow longer,

Moon's shadows beckon stronger ;

The squirrels and sparrows

Play in barrels,

Perched among the

 Footpaths, narrowed...

Saturn spins ghost-tales

Beneath twilight's dusk;

Venus drips billows

Of late-evening musk.

Autumn-bred corn husks

Top sweet-scented  hay bales;

Fancy-faced pumpkins

Dot cider-sprigged

Fence rails...

YET...

Nature turns tearful

When scanning the hillsides:

Its bounties are dimming,

Its pastures wane, sun-dried.

Oh!  Heed the far echoes

Of  wind, rain and cold...

Spot butterflies quicken

 On each marigold...

poem written by L.P.-G. / Sept. 2024