We haven’t talked for several years you pulled your love and shifted gears I don't know why and so I cry Catching pain in a bowl of tears This poem/art was previously posted by me on Twitter and Instagram.

Don't turn around - you'll see that face it's like a beast that’s giving chase it's really fast it's called your past It's catching up - don’t lose this race This poem/art was previously posted by me on

Icebergs on a date in the Arctic Ocean Says she, I detect a lack of emotion Just the tip of me is all you can see if you saw what's below, I’d feel devotion This poem/art was previously posted by me on

Found under my late grandfather's clothes a de-magnifying glass that shows everything miniscule I took it to my school and held it over an ant that froze This poem/art was previously posted by me on Twitter

I want a beach where waves are outlawed where they can't run over sand roughshod ‘cuz it's a hassle to build a castle and have it swamped by an act of god This poem/art was previously posted by me on Twitter

Poor Richard has been on many a blind date but every girl has had an unwanted trait: one sat on the wrong side, or her teeth were too wide. So he's placed an ad - "Lonely gear seeks his mate."

I kept an eye on our stock, I thought we'd hit a new high It was my love you withdrew, all demand and no supply You underwrote me, it's true: "investments may lose value" You brokered my heart

I like to body surf at the beach whenever I visit my relatives in San Diego. It's a thrill to catch a wave and feel that acceleration and exhilaration as the wave carries you to the shallows. But sometimes

If you walk a mile in my shoes it’s not far enough to accuse my road is longer my case gets stronger for my shortcomings to excuse This art and poem were previously posted by me on Twitter as @spherical_art,

They voted against the trend election night did upend Hillary's currency dashed by insurgency money we will never spend Other limericks I've written and illustrated: Burritos of New Orleans Geo-Man Dental

The funny burritos of New Orleans are made with runny refried beans. But a funnel's provided for those who've decided they don't want splats on their shirts or bluejeans. My brother wanted to go out and

I'm consumed by ge-ge-geometry. It's everywhere I look - everything I see. In the mirror, in the sky, in my coffee, in my pi. Can't swallow - it's triangulating me! This art was previously posted by me

** Not busy at work, I was growing moss. Then an idea, play with dental floss! I wrapped and stacked it, flapped it and packed it, . . . until it was unraveled by my boss. My method is to find, or stumble

Good morning, humble Steemers, Thinkers, Writers, Dreamers! I love words, especially when they rhyme. For some reason, simple rhymes speak wisdom like no other words can. Just ask Dr. Seuss. Thanks for

Should we take the leap? My heart’s on the edge For better or worse - a curse or a pledge? Is it bliss or abyss? Will we spend another year on the ledge? My method is to find, or stumble upon, a scene

Good morning, Steem-world! For today's #daillimerick, I'd like to talk about one of my greatest enemies: Procrastination. All day long I have ideas, but committing to completing and sharing them is another

"Let sleeping dogs lie" - that goes for tigers, too Don't try to wake them up, with a shake or two Tigers in a heap? Best to let them sleep! Tigers wake up hungry - and you're good to chew My

When rubber bands break where do their spirits go? You may doubt such things go to heaven, although, they hold things so nice, they've earned paradise! But a rubber afterlife’s a stretch, I know. My method

I worship nearby at the Church of Man I try to do good whenever I can We are respectable Our rules are flexible We offer all a stock ownership plan My method is to find, or stumble upon, a scene in geometric

I’m getting a bird with glass feathers I’ll bring him out for get-togethers He’ll cast colored light while the sun shines bright But lest he escape, I’ll need tethers My method is to create some artwork