An infant crawls into a toddler
                  The toddler tumbles into a boy
                       The boy lurches into a teenager
                             The teenager springs into a man
                                  The man advances into a daddy
                                       The daddy slides into a grandpa
                                            The grandpa drifts into an angel



 ©2015 by Rose Marie Boyd

Trying to pedal backwards gets you nowhere.


© 2015 by Rose Marie Boyd


Despite the defensiveness a man hides behind, his faults and secrets are eventually revealed.




The wall between them
fails to keep the ugly truth
from being exposed.

©  2015 Haiku by Rose Marie Boyd

From my Novel in Progress:
Depending on Your View
Chapter 39




I took advantage of my recent birthday. Some would say I milked it" for all it was worth.

Here's a picture of me milking my cow named "Birthday"



WHY IT WAS WORTH MILKING MY "BIRTHDAY"

She let me…

Win a tiebreaker,


Open lots of presents,

Stuff my face in good company,

Lick lots of frosting,

Brand her hide with a few BINGOs,


and all-in-all have a

MOOOvalous 2015 BIRTHDAY.



Humph! He acted as if we've never met before.



Mr. Moon

He was playing coy with me again tonight. 
Flitting in and out between the clouds,
he wasn’t man enough to face me straight on.


© 2015 Photo & Poem by Rose Marie Boyd

This flaming-red plant along our driveway brought to mind the fiery bush Moses encountered on Mount Sinai. Inspired by it, I wrote the below poem.




SLIPS OF THE TONGUE

According to the Ten Commandments of Gardening
You MUST eradicate 
sinful deedsoops, I meannasty weeds. 

In order to do so,
you SHOULD 
never befoul your souloops, I meanalways practice damage control. 

If not, you’ll NEED to kneel before a flaming bush 
to buck envy, lust, pride and greed….
oops, I meanto pluck until your fingers bleed. 

 However, to AVOID,
a social diseaseoops, I meanarthritic bad knees
you can pray until dawn…orspray the damn lawn.

  

© 2015 Photo and Poem by Rose Marie Boyd

Preconceived notions impact the way we see ourselves and the things around us.




©  2015 Haiku by Rose Marie Boyd

From my Novel in Progress:
Depending on Your View 
Chapter 38

It seems unfair that one little thing can burst someone's bubble and bring them down.



©2015 by Rose Marie Boyd


Haiku taken from my novel in progress, DEPENDING ON YOUR VIEW, Chapter 37



My son Justin has a dominant personality. He’s very successful in convincing others that doing things his way is the less painful way to go.

(Photo taken at Medieval Times, NJ)


SUCH ROYAL MAJESTY


Be it beast or man,
Friend or foe, all bow their heads
and bend to his will.


© 2015 by Rose Marie Boyd

Ever have something in the air trigger a sense of doom or a sensual memory?


©  2015 Haiku by Rose Marie Boyd


From my novel in progress, DEPENDING ON YOUR VIEW, Chapter 35

Ever go to the funeral of a good friend or dear relative and regret never telling them how much they really meant to you?



Love and affection:
best conveyed to the living
’fore death thwarts the chance.




© 2015 by Rose Marie Boyd

Haiku taken from my novel in progress, DEPENDING ON YOUR VIEW, Chapter 34

Desperate solutions can turn bad situations into catastrophic disasters.

Haiku from my novel in progress:  DEPENDING ON YOUR VIEW, Chapter 33


With prospects dimming,
a bright idea surfaces
to blaze a worse course.


© 2015 Photo & Haiku by Rose Marie Boyd