So many visions
That Skye-dog so bright
Independent and rugged
Of diehard bite
Malted barley is vatted
Blended or single
Down the throat
It’s a tantalizing tingle
That non-bifurcated skirt
With pleats at the rear
Royal Stewart or Black Watch
A sporran to revere
The place of the Gaels
Ben Nevis to rise
As the taiga biome roams
To the Inverness skies
Savoury sheep’s pluck
Onion, oatmeal and suet
Not immediately appealing
But delicious, who knew it!
The Bard of Ayrshire
A pioneer of romance
The ploughman’s poet
A bluntly lyrical dance
The rocks they slide
in an attempt to be shot
over pebbles of ice
where the battle is fought
to end this tribute
on a thorny note
we raise our glass to the thistle
and it’s lavender coat
DeaBeePea 6-22-17
The Strawberry Shortcake Experience
In England began
In the century 16
Biscuit and fruit
As dessert cuisine
Hot butter , sweet-cream
With those berries so bright
For fruit harvest parties
a chance to delight
a touch of juice
is always right
coating the cake
in syrupy sprite
Then later the French
In 1910
Donned whipped cream on top
With a large dollop
The Cambridge favourite
Was… so juicy and red
Quartered and sugared
On this cake-like bread
No… this is not a rag doll
Complete with freckles
Red yarn curls
And strawberry decals (deckles)
But it is a way
To enter Strawberryland
To immerse in ambrosia
So nectarous and grand
DeaBeePea 6-23-17
I’m Glad I …
I’m glad I’m happy
being me
it took a while
but now I can see
I’m glad I like people
It makes life easier
And makes my nature
A little,more pleasier
I’m glad I like jazz
It really swings
And inspires me
Like no other thing
But of course there are books
by Dickens and Woolf
I’m glad I like them
But that’s not enoof
I’m also glad
That I like wine
Both red and white
Fresh from the vine
And I’m glad there’s beer
Now of microbrewery fame
From porter to pilsener
It’s a heady game
And not to forget
I’m glad that I write
Espousing my nonsense
My mind in flight
So in summation
I’m glad my being
Offers quite a variety
A soulful freeing
DeaBeePea 6-25-17
Lucian
As summer blooms before
and we feel the warmth of light
we celebrate God's children
with a playful innocent delight
Lucian's eyes are twinkling
with that magic glow of wonder
and his little feet are twitching
to those voices... that sound like thunder!
we pray for his health and future
and his special place with the Lord
and Bless dear Nick and Jamie
to a life of joyous accord
DeaBeePea 6-25-17