That Clock

The clock at the coffee shop I hang out at has been wrong now for months.   It has inspired another little rhyming ditty from me....

If you need to know
The actual time of day
That Clock will tell you
As it leads you astray

Perhaps it runs slow
Revisiting the past
Reviewing treasures or regrets
Or perhaps it runs fast

Speeding you away
To the future's delight
Telling you to hurry
Towards deadlines in sight

That Clock exists
In its own era
Don't let it take you
From a time where a...

Coffee shop, friendly,
Full of present and WOW
Resides in your heart
And in the NOW.

- Donna Holmes, Jan 23, 2014.  :O)

Super Cow Comic #7

This is becoming a bad habit, isn't it.    Remember to CLICK ON THE IMAGE TO MAKE IT BIGGER and actually readable.   - Donna. ;O)

Super Cow Comic #6

Is it my imagination?  Or are these getting really bad?   (rueful look)   Don't forget to click on the comic image to make it bigger and readable.  - Donna.  :O)

Super Cow Comic #5

(click on the comic to make it bigger and readable).  ;)

Super Cow Comic #4

CLICK ON THE COMIC to make it bigger and readable.  ;o)

Our Disagreement

Our disagreement
proves to me
that there is hope
for humanity

Because our disagreement
never means
guns or wars
or fighting machines

Our disagreement,
over coffee or tea,
means everything
in the world to me.


- Donna Holmes.  December 10, 2013.

Dancing on Moonbeams

I'm thinking of writing another kids' musical comedy to be put on next summer.   I've been contemplating writing a version of "The Shoemaker and the Elves".   Of course, the first thing I came up with was a song.  This is what the elves would sing when they come into the workshop at night...

Riding on a moonbeam
Of laughter and mirth
From the stars in the sky
Down to the Earth

Dancing on a moonbeam
Lighter than air
Without a wrinkled worry
Or a single crinkled care

We're the spirits of inspiration
The creatures of create
We complete what isn't finished
And make early what was late

Are we real? Are we a dream?
We could ask the same of you!
Are you really what you seem?
Or just here to see the view?

Stuck upon a moonbeam
Our freedom bars the way
Until our inspiration
Sees the light of day.