Eat your brains!

 Today, I learned of a new creature, a sea squirt.. in the sea..

That boggles my brain…for all..it chooses to be and not be

This playboy creature, a fierce swimmer.. who ruled the sea..

Once it finds its  soul home… a cozy rock, safe against the sea

It eats its own brain.. until there is no grey matter left to be..

It decides not move or think …no more.. just chomp food from the sea

Resting on its happy rocky place , letting go of thought .. just to be..

The sea squirt , it learned the most from its brain.. that to be happy at sea 

It just needs to find its happy place and never think.. of the troubled sea

Who would have thunk, that a brainless sea squirt out at sea

.. Really has more brains than you and me?

Our hearts in a clasp

 They say that the baby’s heart..son..

Is the size of it’s closed fist..

And as it grows, to be a person..

The heart that was a closed fist..

Grows to the size of two hands.

Two hands that clasp together 

And beat in unison, two hands..

I think that is the message to gather

That as adults, for our hearts to beat

Our hands must hold their clasp together 

For our hearts to.. together in unison beat

 Waddles the kookaburra..

He lives somewhere far in Australia..I think

All I saw of him was a hasty Insta reel..

There is not much to say, 

He is just another Kookaburra ..

And yet.. Yes!

He lightened my heart, the Kookaburra 

Paused all my griefs and yearning, his feathers .. I think

All I saw of him was a hasty Insta reel..

But I have this to say..

He just ain’t just another Kookaburra..

He makes me happy for no reason.. I think

All I saw of him was a hasty insta reel

But I have this to say..

He is like you, my distant exotic Kookaburra 

You make happy for no rhyme nor reason , I think.

Hence I rhyme for all I can’t say but feel..

Waddles my Kookaburra