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Once A Year

Snow.
Another foot or so.
And after you have shoveled
The winds begin to blow.
But night has overwhelmed you and so to sleep you go.

Cradled in your bed, fits of dreams begin
Until the nightmare shakes you
And wide awake you scream.
For all your work has come to naught, nay sorry this I say
The foot of snow that yesterday was cleared with force so fierce
Has come to haunt your every joint
And break you piece by piece.


Ode to Easy

When I was young, a little pup
I had such difficulty getting up
I flipped and flopped
And slid some more
Till I had polished the entire floor.
You see, my ears were verrry long
And often twirled me round and round
Till one fine day I lifted up
And flew ten feet, then did not stop.
That’s Easy! I cried aloud
And soon I flew to parts unknown
Where people looked and cried aloud – that’s Easy!
As I waved right back.
I traveled far, I traveled wide
Collecting friends from every side–
Australia, Paris, New York, Berlin
How glad I was to be invited in
To homes of thousands, and to share
My life and antics everywhere.
So Easy I was to everyone
So Easy it was to make having fun
As Easy as life can be for one.
I showered my love on all I met
I shared myself with nay a care
I’ll Easily see you again, I’m sure
I’m in your heart, forever more.


My Nebbish

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Well, said I, it’s right as rain
As snow fell down the window pane
“And almost spring,” the Reinbear said
As he rolled and tumbled out of bed.

I think you’re wrong or quite mistaken
I’m sure I would remember that
If spring were here, then I would cheer!
And cry “Hooray!” and be quite gay.

“It’s not too late to do a jig and herald in the woodland sprigs”
And so the Reinbear danced and sang
While snowflakes followed him around.
He did not care if it was cold, or blustery or grey,
He knew that nestled in his heart
Spring was just a little way.
He’d wait for it, for blooms and sun
For all his friends to come and run
Along the river, down the lane
He knew that Spring was when they came.

“I’ll take a nap” the Reinbear said
“And when I wake I know I’ll see
The sun and grass, all green and bright
And spring will be a sheer delight!”

So in December when all was cold
Dreary, dark and dank,
I hurried quietly into bed
And slept and dreamt with Reinbear near
Till snow turned into rivers clear
Of daffodils and crocus blooms
Sparkling in the azure blue.


The Beetle and the Gnat

“The sand is very sandy,” said the beetle to the gnat.
“Well that’s a very silly thing, for everyone knows that,”
The gnat retorted to the beetle, who’d dug a beautiful hole
At the very very very edge
Where the ocean had taken hold
And filled the hole far sooner than he ever could have told.

The beetle stood so very still and then began to cry.
Seeing such great sadness, the gnat thought to reply,
“I’ll help you dig another, if you’ll only let me try.”
For the gnat was very sorry for the beetle’s predicament
When faced with miles of sand, just where should he begin?
Why, by the boardwalk! Yes of course, the gnat decided so
They took their shovels and their pails and began to heave and throw
The sand into the air, where it landed in a pile
And grew so tall it seemed to them to be a hundred miles.

It grew and grew until the sun disappeared from view
It grew and grew till moon and stars could not be seen, tis true!
So dig they did for several months
Till England’s shores were seen
And France was next
And Italy
So far away from home
That soon the two unhappy souls put down their pails and hoes.

“A hotdog I would like right now,” said the beetle to the gnat.
“Oh do put on some sauerkraut,” and with that the gnat did shout
“But they are far away, you know, on the ocean’s other side,
Where first we started shoveling,” and both sat down to cry.

“I wish the stars and moon would shine their brilliant, dazzling light,”
“I wish we’d never dug a hole before thinking what was right,
For had I thought ahead back then I’d never have proceeded
To dig so much and so obscure the light I cherished near us.”

The beetle did agree with this, and thought it could be righted
So in the night they blew and blew,
The sand fell left and right
And in a day or two or more
The stars began to shine
And soon the sun did light the dawn and with this they did smile.
“Let’s just hold hands, sit down again, and dream of piles of sand!”

©2016 Ellen Kostroff


Love Endures

Tell me when autumn comes
For I must leave, you see
Tell me when the first leaf falls
For I must set you free
Tell me when the rose withers on its thorned crown
For when the rose has lost its hue I cannot comfort thee.

I leave though I am pained at thoughts
Of seeing you no more
I leave though grieved I am at circumstances
That carry me off shore.

Oh, tell me now, before I go
That you still love me so
Tell me, quick, as winter nears
That your love shall endure.

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Blue skies, look’n at me, only blue skies, do I see…

If I had a nickel for all the eaten pickles

And a dime for every cone

I’d hop aboard a plane

And fly to the Ivory Coast.

And then I’d board the largest ship

That sailed the ocean blue

And float and float in circles

As long as the sky was blue.


Can’t sleep…

2:11
This isn’t heaven
2:12
The clock says
2:13
I’m slowly fading
Yet here I wait for 2:14.

Now its come
And now its gone
2:15
The clock still runs.
To be precise
I cannot last
2:16
And now I crash.

No doubt at 3:22
You are dreaming the whole night through
Yet here I sit, you see
The clock displays 3:23
And should I think to wait some more
I’m sure it will say 3:24.

By now my mind is wandering
A half hour I’ve been pondering
So with surprise I find I’m vexed
It only says 3:26!


Woke Up…

Here I lay thinking

And you say I should

It’s 9:52

So misunderstood

But not by you

It’s myself out of touch.

Behind pillar and post the nightmares collect

Dream on you say

But soon I regret

The stomping, the yelling

The howls in the night

If I don’t wake up soon

I’ll have such a fright.

Well, life is just that

To hell and then back

Yet the sun also rises in spite of this fact.

 


Oh my, sigh…

Brought to tears

my heart does cheer

and thoughts of how you  appear

to mellow my response

in ways I may enhance

a quality of life

so often rife

with war and woe

though this I think you  know

my feelings are sincere

I must reply

I am not tied

by land or sea or sky

and will admit

with fitting wit

I’d rather live than die.


Isolation

No sounds
Not summer’s heat
Nor winter’s chill
Though snow is 15 feet
And Fahrenheit soars to 100.
Then watch hurricane Irene tear your heart
In consort with the wind
As crops disintegrate
And mud swallows up your life, your dreams
And follow her from flood to famine
The inexhaustible dryness of nature’s vengeance
Burns body and land.
A tale of change, a warning to a world asleep
A scream without a sound,
As plunderers make their way
Through primeval forests,
Pristine lakes.


Around a Lake

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A lake is not an even shape
With ins and outs and rocks that tempt your very fate
And even man-made obstacles, the decks that jut out from the shore.
There’s that, and then there’s even more
Like water slides, they’re in your way
And little floating balls that mark
The edge of which, I know not what.
But if you turn your mind around
You’ll see that other things abound.
The beaver dam is one, you see.
And lily pads, there’s more than three!
Don’t get me started listing things
It never ends, so to begin
I see two deer, as dear can be
With mother walking very near.
Some fish are jumping in the lake,
And slithering away, a snake.
Did I forget about the birds?
Now really, that is quite absurd!
For there are blue jays, juncos too
And chickadees, count twenty-two!
And buzzing off in rapid haste
Are hummingbirds in every space!
It never ends, the things you see
Around a lake, around a tree!


Last Night

#1

Oops!
Oh my
There it goes
My nose has dropped onto my toes
My toes are running everywhere
I guess that means they must be scared
And so I’ll turn the light out now
And dream some more
Till morning shows.

#2

Hello
Bonjour
I’ll say some more
It’s very likely I can’t stop.
Not now, I’m told
I’m on a roll
And wouldn’t coffee hit the spot?
I’ll drink a pot or two real quick
And then I’ll take a nap, I think
I’ll dream of meadows green and gold
And mice cavorting round the Maypole,
All breeds of dogs charging hither,
I wouldn’t mind going with them.
It’s very plain to me, you see
That dreams are my reality.

#3

Boom boom!
Crash crash!
Down I go
I’m falling fast
Into a hole
Long and narrow
Dark and cold
And very nasty
I tell you so
That you should watch your every step
And so avoid a similar death.

#4

Whoa!
What’s the meaning of this all?
So depressing, that’s for sure.
This meaningless banter in my brain,
I might as well be on a train
Rambling through the countryside
With all the dogs running wild,
With cats and mice chasing round
And ants crawling upside down,
Spiders spinning webs of gold,
I’d be a millionaire, I’m told.
Butterflies riding high
On wings of birds that fly and fly
From tree to tree and mountain top
And then they stop
To watch the sunset from the heights.
It’s quite serene this view below
Of God’s green earth
And nature’s show.


Quiet!

Chatter, chatter
Chipmunk patter
Quiet, can’t you see I sleep?
Tell me, briefly, what’s the matter,
Is there not enough to eat?

You finished all the seed I left,
The birds are hungry and bereft
But still you chatter on and on
I’m sure that there is something wrong
And even though I know it’s true
There’s really nothing I can do!


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