Pathways and Beyond: Poems and Short Stories

By Adrienne Harrell

Pathways and Beyond is a skinny little book packed full of wit, wisdom and surprise. Be prepared to be intrigued, even shocked. Fly through! Happy landings.

Adrienne

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781503512627

Adrienne Harrell

Adrienne began writing before she learned to read. In between writing, she married a marine, and together, they raised three children. She went to college with the kids, then sold real estate and retail.

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Mocking Bird

You saucy, sassy bird,

I see

You sitting in

my tree.

I was looking out

at you

To find you looking in

at me.

Just hung my clothes out by

that tree,

Unaware it was your

nursery.

There was no sign

Do not disturb

I'd no intention to

perturb.

I don't intend to take

your tree-

So kindly leave me

privacy!

Politics

Three black crows

committeeing on a fence-

Raucus caucus

         does commence.

Songster

Mock, mock, mockingbird

simply shocking bird!

Other birds had best beware

And haste to copyright

their air.

The Chipmunk

You're

Chitterish, jitterish, skitterish

Run from your dish

of lunch—

Muncherous, cruncherous!

Can you

Hide, jump aside

From my gaze?

It's too dangerous!

Skip, slip away!

Come back another day-

And assize if the prize

Is worthy.

May be risky

To be so frisky!

On The Menu

Don't think the codfish

To be such an odd fish

If he prefers not to roam.

Since he is no stranger

To imminent danger

He'd rather not stray far from home.

He'd as soon host a crayfish

Or other small stray fish

That happens to drop in alone.

Revelation

A sudden breeze whees round my knees,

Flirts with my skirt,

Ripples my shirt

Trick Or Treat

The hibblin', hobblin', bibblin' goblin

comes bobblin' to your door.

The bobblin', hobblin', gibblin' goblin

is lettin' out a roar

The bibblin', bobblin', robblin' goblin

says gimme out somemore!

The frizzlin', sizzlin', drizzlin', mom

says hasn't anymore!

In Memoriam

Have you ever tried teaching

a shark to share?

Or thought it possible

an alligator could care?

There once was one

who thought it could be done.

Fulfilllment

The story says fishes

Can grant you three wishes,

I seriously doubt that it's so.

I open a canful of fish for a panfull

Whose hopes are exceedingly low.

March Wind

Wind, wind,—Oh March wind

Where have you come from -and why again?

Stealing by night with ominous hands

To play odd tunes on my old house.

You hid the sun in a mantle of clouds

And veiled the sky with grey rain.

To yesterday's promise of spring returning

You say, Not yet, not yet.

Winter's still not faraway!

To The Wind

Wind along—come along, let's play

Blowing kites to all heights-

Hurry and scurry and flurry away—

Swirling papers-cutting capers—

Tarry and harrie—be wary my friend!

Of your hat—gone like that!

Hamper and tamper—

It's a game in the