Spring is here to stay
For three months, hooray!
More bluebirds are chanting
More tulips are blooming
More trees are growing
And dusts are in the air.
The weather is cool, not cold
More houses are being sold
More joggers run in the streets
More retirees are warming the seats
More athletes are at their meets
And allergies are in the air.
Spring is here to stay
For a quarter of the year, hooray!
Copyright © March 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
The jogger with goal in mind,
Slings stress right with each climb
The jogger jogs with cells renewed
When oxygen flows fresh, like
Hemoglobin running through and through
The Jogger jogs on wings of breeze
With chalice of serenity
Fortifying and free
The jogger faces no darkened cloud
Just thoughts reaching heavenward
The jogger is bling to negativity
While breathing in fresh joy
Flowing from God's green bounty
But if jogging isn't your thing,
You can flex, stretch, and breathe
With energizing thoughts befitting.
*
Bacon addict jogs
huffing, puffing like a wolf
little piggies run
9-3-17
For "Show Me the Funny (part two)"
There once was a fellow a woggin'*
Who bumped into one who was loggin'
They had quite a spat
The ax was a bat
And the first had a lump on his noggin
* Woggers are those who get all dressed for jogging, but only go at walking speed, while vigorously pumping their arms to delude themselves that they are jogging.
beware all deer
jogger,
crossing.
written 6-2-11