I'm your urban cowboy with a southern drawl. I sleepwalk and drink a lot. Furthermore, I'm riding down to Clark's Dale ranch. How I don't get a branch stuck in my old beater of a truck. Haven't you painted it, Mr.? Are there any jobs wishing to hire someone like me? Try the local Employment … Continue reading Sir. Snow beard: Joyce Lancaster
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The Cascade of Colours: Joyce Lancaster
Green, blue, yellow, red,Are the colours of the colour wheel.Blue, is supposed to be a calming effect for people.I used to resent my depression, but, if I could turn it into a positive cascade of colour, then I would know I’m ok.
Scenes of the World: Joyce Lancaster
Wonderful, glorious sky; I wish the sky would remain that way. People tend to forget to dream, and reach for the stars, and dream, and, be innocent, like a child. I love you, child. Don’t lose your dream.
The World is too Fast: Joyce Lancaster
Spinning, this way,And that way,Coming here, and there,Answering text, email, voicemail.I can’t imagine the older days, when there was no running water.I’m hoping I don’t become too much of a frantic haze for us.Got to remain calm, until the end of the day.
Special Dreams: Joyce Lancaster
When you go to sleep.So quiet the stars are resting,The sun is in full view.Winter is in full rest.The birds are in their nests.Children sleep.When you sleepYou can’t hear a peep.
Relaxing or Not that is the Word: Joyce Lancaster
Robot Josie I am Little 20's AI She is now sleepingCan I take notes? I take shorthand But you'll have to get an AIWho is open to disabled people.
Maurice the Mouse: Joyce Lancaster
Playing hide and seek in the leaves staying away from lions. Maurice the mouse led a history of having a young girlish mouse named Lizzy the mouse. They would dance and minglein the Isfore countryside. Really cute, they had extra special visions for God, which allowed them to view their enemies. Just before their end … Continue reading Maurice the Mouse: Joyce Lancaster
A Sense of Wonder in the Air: Joyce Lancaster
Children’s eyes are aglowWhen children see their presentsAnd go to see Santa theirFaces are brightly shiningChildlike innocenceA sense of wonderHopefully it can last all yearShopper’s rushing to and froLet’s not allow commercialismBe the trust of all our intentionsLet’s all find the true spirit of Christmas.
Zelda is a Sassy Witch: Joyce Lancaster
Why should I keep this old lair with cobwebs on the ceiling? And this outfit should be sheer black with green lace. I have this eyeball casserole. Should I roast it? Or cook it until it's black in a 500-degree oven. Who wants to start on the eyeball rice pudding? Now get started, my dear … Continue reading Zelda is a Sassy Witch: Joyce Lancaster
My Coat of Many Colors that Mama Made: Joyce Lancaster
As a youngster surrounded by the neighborhood kids I felt I did not fit in. So one-night mom told me, "hey Dolly, I make you a coat of many colors". Mama put love into every stitch she skillfully knitted. The next day, she presented it to the small and meek Dolly who many years later … Continue reading My Coat of Many Colors that Mama Made: Joyce Lancaster
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