A Funny Poem

I know, my punctured cold fingers feel numb and unused 
Winter holds grip of it, for it  has been a while, a long while 
Cobwebs have gathered, like gloves and claimed ownership


A long while, since I wrote a poem 
A love poem, a fun poem  
A family and friends poem  


A summer poem, a winter poem 
A poem about autumn and spring 
I know it has been a while, a long while 


And  my fingers have all gone cold, no jerk on key pads 
My mind follows asking for answers " why carnage"
For why would I have starved such cherished tree 

And watch it weather and gloom 
It follows my bonsai tree in faith 
I got from love on summers day 


It died before autumn came 
I lost a fish as well this period  
These days my fish tank looks so deem  


I can no longer tell by character any more 
How each of my golden fish does behave
I know my cold fingers feels numb  


It has been a while, a long while , influenced by t' status quo
Like darkness hold, of  days in the pole
A long while, since I poured my heart out warm 


It has been a while 
Since I wrote a love poem 
A happy poem, a funny poem  

Awaiting Answers

I am out of coverage area 
Sometimes you aught to be 
To find your self, with meaning 


The buddhist prefer a solitary area 
Or would avoid uttering words for years  
In meditating mood, for enlightenment  


On journeys back I took  
In the clouds I saw a rabbit, a sea horse 
Land-horse and a boar  


Meanings, I still don't know  
But for seeing such beauty in the clouds 
Aught to be a blessings of some sought  


A silver lining across the pond of life 
A sign of thee, from thee  
To reflect on others to come, I'm sure 


First signs count 
I saw them, there, there  
Those silver lining, I saw them