Been waiting for the weather to break So a trip I'd be able to take Have to put on my gear But still ride with some fear Hope the trucks don't make me a pancake

This may be a bit hyperbolic To say it made me alcoholic But my word of the year Made me drink out of fear As I'm already melancholic

It was open but I did not go I did look and took a picture though A dirt path to a field It was no longer sealed Was inviting and covered in snow

Was not looking for any abuse Just went out for a ride to cut loose It was lucky for me A fine sight I did see The cool looking Royal Blue Caboose

While out taking some photos one day I just stumbled upon a display A bed of bright flowers Where bees gained their powers They were having their morning entree

We weren't visiting the kalahari It was just Ohio so I'm sorry Still it was a fun trip With a bit of kinship Cruising this midwestern safari

Once again it's upon us, New Year's Eve So to celebrate I thought I'd retrieve A couple fireworks shots That I liked a lot Plus with just pics the dogs get a reprieve

Even though they aren't shining so bright Past their prime they are still a delight A little bit withered Joy can be delivered By these flowers both purple and white

The flowers sure looked unoccupied But you could see if you were sharp-eyed The fine threads between stalks While it is orthodox Gives the spider a good place to hide

These are fun for the girls and the boys With designs to help cut through the noise Their bright colors abound Hoping they will be found And purchased, these cute anime toys

When I tell you that I wasn't scared Even though they were standing right there While it may seem far fetched Or the truth had been stretched These were quite the stationary bears

This dandelion flower is white It really is a marvelous sight Not yellow but instead Shot in infrared Makes a different kind of delight

Well good morning there I'm Mister Goat I'm quite cute, but I don't like to gloat Hey, while you are here I'll make one thing quite clear Got any corn or crackers or some oats?

While out taking photos one fine day I stumbled on a pair on display All white, yellow and red From the sun they'd been fed They announce to the bees a buffet

Each spring there is just one place to be Flowers, vendors and shows you can see Waiting at Karlsballs A takoyaki stall The Cherry Blossom Festival in D.C. 🌸

I went out for a walk one fine day To see what I'd find along the way I found one bright flower With great purple power My camera captured its display

There once was a bridge with a small flow Where you could slip through under and go To a colorful space A more magical place Where bright trees and lush grasses did grow

We are the mighty goats of this rock Right on top is where we like to flock While it might not be fair If you are down there From way up here we are sure to mock

There once was an old man who would blog About things he would see on a jog When animals and such Were sometimes too much He'd write about the calm morning fog

I do wonder just where these tracks go I could do research, then I would know But it's more fun instead To just dream in my head And imagine as trains pass to and fro

In black and white, she looks quite the same Even in color, she'll answer by name But it's a fun little tool That I can use like a fool Since they're my photos, I feel they're fair game (Color Splash app conversion + specific coloring)

Since it's winter and too cold by far And old summer has said au revoir Thought I would bring out Waving sparklers about Using warm fun for a Christmas star

The Thanksgiving pie was eaten fast Although I didn't expect it would last So for Christmas time Made another, sublime Next time I step on a scale, aghast

In a pond where they're kept for breeding It just seems like they're always needing Some more food they can eat Anything is a treat For the Koi in a frenzy of feeding

Republican nazis, hate spewers Porn bot or crypto, bank account screwers Illuminati insane Begging money with no brain Here's a plan, get back into your sewers

We went out to the drag strip one day To look at all the cars on display Driving fast, being brave Afterwards they would wave Was a cool trip my daughter would say

These are certainly not chachalacas Nor are they busy playing maracas Shaved off most of their hair They're just standing all bare An angry mob of llamas not alpacas

I am simply a crow in a tree There is nothing else here you should see Just a crow, nothing more Not a witch from folklore So you should move along quietly

On one topic, I refuse to budge Take it away, I will hold a grudge For a Christmas time treat I just have to eat Homemade chocolate peanut butter fudge

Vice President Trump, clearly a clown Spewing hate and nonsense across town His ranting and raving And tiny hand waving Makes him look like he's having a breakdown