Throughout history, humor has lifted our spirits and given us pause to live, love, and laugh. When we can laugh at ourselves, and each other, we have found family. I hope these poems bring a twinkle and a giggle to your day. Fill the world with laughter, and you will have everyone smiling with you. We can lighten each others days with each others smiles.

~SHARK ATTACK~

The face of day is smiling.
I smile back and grin.
It’s time to hit my launching pad,
And mount my dorsal fin.
It’s tough out in that sea of life,
It rambles to and fro.
Today I’ll be a shark,
But I’ll let my people go.

~HOW NEMO SAVED ME~

I woke up feeling rather eel
I had a dream that made me reel

I was in school on an ocean floor
I was being bullied to swim ashore

It was electrifying to say the least
I was a matador being charged by a beast

The class clown, Nemo, saved my day
He had that bull shark laughing away

I hid in some seaweed under the dock
While Nemo made the whole school rock

Nemo was talking in riddles and doing a jig
While a fisherman above was thinking BIG

He cast in his line, hoping to catch a whopper
This wasn’t just a dream, it was a showstopper

The class bully swallowed this fisherman’s bait
I woke up because my mom screamed, “It’s getting late!”

I woke up feeling rather eel
It might have been a dream, but it seemed so real

I swam from my bed to greet the new day
I hope Nemo’s dad will let him come out to play

~A WEE TENOR TALE~

A wee little cape
Was draped on me bed
With boots like thimbles
And leggings of red

Without a clue
I rubbed me eyes
When out from me bath
A tenor’s voice did arise

Operatic tones
Mellow and pure
This gave me lonely heart
Quite a big stir

Back in the old country
Wee people wore green
After the rain
When rainbows were seen

This is not Ireland!
California’s in a drought!
“Who’s in me bathroom?”
I suddenly shout

A beautiful tenor voice
Rang through the air
Singing notes
I did not know were there!

Out from the bath
Stepped a brown little critter
With a puffed out chest
And feet that flitter

I couldn’t scream
It was such a sight
A Schwarzenegger mouse
Draped in me washcloth, so white

He was so suave
He was so debonair
A fit little mouse
With Elvis hair

He looked into me eyes
In the key of G
And continued to dress
In me company

Wee red leggings
Black thimble boots
Yellow underwear
And his cape, so cute

He smoothed out the wrinkles
With his sweet little paws
Dropped to one knee
And put his big voice on pause

I stood dumbfounded
Uncertain, to be sure
It’s not everyday
You meet a tenor in fur

He asked me to dinner
At around five
I sighed, “Okay”
Then he began to arise

He flew across the room
Dove from me window
Singing Brahms
Or maybe it was Mendel

Mighty Mouse
Had come to save me day
That’s me story
And I’m sticking with it

(“Mighty Mouse” was a cartoon in the 50’s)

~THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE~

Monsieur Ozzie dabbles in life
He is a master of hearing strife
With his little black mustache
And his tilted French beret
He invites me to bark each day
He tugs at his mustache
Stands back with his pad
Jots down a few notes
Then exclaims why he’s glad,
“You are finally home.
Please get me my treat.
Let me sit on your lap
And kiss your warm feet.”
This tickles me so, I must confess
My miniature dachshund
Has what most wouldn’t profess
Unconditional love
A soft fuzzy belly
And the distinction of making
My life more loving and smelly

~A CONFECTIONARY SKY~

The sky was frosted
With twirls of cream
Orange confections
With Cool Whip streams
Swirls of cherry mixing in
Yellow lights diving
Into a tropical blend
A Sunbeam mixer
Turned up high
Licking the frosting
Off a sweet summer sky

~TOMMY, DO THE DISHES~

Whirling water flowing down the kitchen drain
Could I take a ride into your falling rain?
I would like to venture into pipes below
Ride your waves of bubbles, just before they blow

I haven’t got a clue where you like to go
Who you like to be with, and what you like to grow
Your life is so alluring, you mix with everything
I like the way you gurgle, when the disposal starts to sing

You splash and you splutter, you are a fine perfume
You think like a washer and you sweep like a broom
It is good to have you, to wash away our waste
You are even great at cleaning up toothpaste

If only I could journey into your water world
I could be the greatest friend you have ever twirled
Gravity pulls you down, down where there is grime
It would be so much fun to play in all that slime

~ORIGAMI FISH WISH~

Paper boats bouncing on an emerald green sea
A bright pink humming bird humming off key

Marshmallow clouds in a frosted blue sky
A child in a red cape trying to fly

Geese honking hymns in a V formation
A family of eight on their vacation

Out of the south, came a sudden warm breeze
It blew around my ankles, and my knees

My hair was caught in the swish of this wind
My bell bottoms rippled, and then I grinned

There was a little fish sailing my way
Flying like a kite on a windy day

He was bright yellow with folds on his back
He puffed in the middle like a lunch sack

He came to my ear and nibbled awhile
It tickled so much, I ran for a mile

He was origami, and spoke fish talk
I invited him to go for a walk

He told me secrets about paper fish
They were magical, and worth one whole wish

I thought and I thought as we spoke that day
What would be the wish that I would convey?

I whispered in his ear, and then he flew
I told him what I thought I knew, I knew

I asked him for the sun to stay and play
To make us all children on this bright day

Children of the world playing together
In a world of magic, and good measure

~THE SECRET PATH~

A pixie in a Dixie cup
Gave a little wink
Just as I was setting up
To pour myself a drink

A cute little smidgen
Sparkling with joy
Fluttering like a pigeon
A Cracker Jack’s toy

She flew into my hair
Tinkled over to an ear
Sprinkled glitter in the air
And dropped a tiny tear

I giggled like a school kid
Tickled by this sweet wee bee
Asked her what she wanted
And brewed myself some tea

She sang about rainbows
And rainforest treasures
Asking me to remind you of
The world’s simple pleasures

To be a messenger
Like my unexpected guest
Spreading joy and cheer
On your earthly quest

Answer the earth’s loud cry
Know where you can lead
Follow this fanciful firefly
Plant new life, you are the seed

~A SYMPHONIC ZEPHYR~

I tried to catch the wind,
But it blew away from me,
And flew into some wind chimes
To play a symphony.
The music was uplifting.
The trees all raised their heads.
The flowers did a waltz in their autumn beds.
I zipped up my jacket when this zephyr danced with me.
If I owned a sailboat, I would take her out to sea.

~HEART STRINGS~

Your heart is a kite soaring with the wind.
You tug the twine to let your heart ascend.

Your heart has a tail made from days gone by.
Beating wings of love help you fly, fly, fly.

Soaring with the clouds, high above the plains,
You become one with the flowers and the rain.

~RED SOX~

It's a paradox
That a couple of red sox
Can be ball players

~LEPRECHAUN ENVY~

Leprechaun Envy
Feeling too big for your britches
Popping out your stitches

~ODE TO A BELLY BUTTON~

Button on my belly,
You’re nice to have around.

You have a tiny mouth,
But you don’t make a sound.

When we have our birthday,
I’m sure I’ll make you smile.

I bought a diamond stud,
To show we have some style.

I love you more each year;
You’re a very special part.

You’ve worn my wet diapers,
You helped me get my start.

You’ve seen life’s seasons,
You have felt every roll.

You’ve jiggled through so much.
You’ve made my journey whole.

Pucker up sweet dimple,
You’ll always be with me.

We’re an awesome duo,
We’ll go down in history.

~CANADIAN ANTS IN MY PANTS~

The ants in my pants
Marched north in a stream;
Stopped west of my waist,
And let out a scream,

“An awesome avalanche
Is headed our way;
Head for the ant hills,
And don't stop to play!"

They journeyed for hours
With cups on their heads;
Up the steep Rockies
Where Starbuck’s serves reds.

Up slippery slopes
They sauntered that day,
To live the high life
Sipping venti, iced, vanilla lattes.

It was a picnic
I will never forget,
When I was a Cafe
For some reds from Quebec.

~IN MEMORY OF VENUS TRAP~

I had a lovely friend.
Venus was her first name.
She loved to dine on flies.
This was her claim to fame.

She asked me out to lunch.
I got a bellyache.
She ordered house flies.
They were dead on her plate.

She licked her platter clean.
I guzzled down some juice.
I threw down my napkin
When her fork would not pry loose.

I feel a sense of guilt
For the tragic way she choked.
If I’d known CPR
I would have poked and poked.

She was my dearest friend,
A Trap with great esteem,
If only we had known
That fork would not come clean.

~SILENT KNIGHT OF THE RHYME TABLE~

Little man of green,
You were pocket size.
I loved your fire breath,
And your bloodshot eyes.

Your tail was so sharp.
Your tongue was ablaze.
I found you soaring
In my dream haze.

Like a bat from hell,
You lit up my sky.
Your fluorescent
Cape caught my third eye.

You smelled like sulfur.
I laughed at your snort.
I’m glad I was wearing
My fire-retardant shorts.

You were a cute raptor;
Geckos cannot compare.
You lit up my life
Like a July flare.

You’re my flame thrower.
You’re my little star.
You’re my sweet firefly
From a land so afar.

Once upon a time,
We met in the night.
You were my dragon.
I was your silent knight.

~ONCE UPON A DRAGON~

Once upon a dream, under a whimsical pink bubbling sky
A miniature green, jabbering fairy dragon caught my eye

He was standing on a gate, with his wings high up in the air
I walked over with Mr. Rabbit and gave this little squirt a stare

He was talking with a silly voice; it warbled like a meadow lark
This two inched winged gecko told me he was afraid of the dark

I told him a bedtime story, the one my Mom had just read to me
I reminded him that he could breathe fire and change his destiny

He looked at me and snorted, a gentle puff of smoke flew by
He told me that was his big brother; he could never be that guy

We talked and talked for hours under that fairy tree
It was such a sweet dream, and I loved my company

There is a moral to this story; you know there should be one
You are destined to be who you are; your dreams have just begun

~OH! WHAT A KNIGHT!~

Gargoyle in the morning
For ghastly, ghoulish breath.
This grim picker-upper
Will bring the kiss of death.

The plague on your cuspids
Will make their nostrils flare.
Flossing with fresh toenails
Will make their eyeballs glare.

You can be the first one
To dance the knight away.
Medieval Times Dental Kit
Will take their breath away.

~PEAS PAS DE DEUX OO~

Two peas in a pod
Dancing side by side
A Green Giant duo
With vegetable pride

~GRANDMA GOT A CHOPPER~

Grandma got a chopper
On her last birthday.
She was so excited
She up, and roared away.

Grandpa was confused,
Staring at the road,
Why she up, and left him
Hopping like a toad.

Grandpa’s aid is broke.
His hearing is gone.
Grandma is toothless.
Come on and sing along.

Grandma’s on the loose,
Riding miles and miles.
Grandpa bought a Harley,
Not choppers for her smile.

Happy Birthday Grandma.
Feel the wind on your face.
Roll into the sunset
With a smile on your face.

Blaze into tomorrow,
Give the girl a whirl,
You are the best Grandma
In the whole "wild" world.

~BABBLING BUBBLES~

Thoughts bubble to the top
Carbonated thinking
Popping, sizzling, topics
Converging and linking

A team of this and that’s
Volleying in sneakers
Bouncing balls of bubbles
Bare, babbling, streakers

Across a crowded room
With effervescent smiles
They pop the big question
Who wants to float the mile?

They hit the starting line
They hear the whistle go
They are off and lilting
As my mind starts to blow

The blow hole in my mind
Froths in bubbling flurries
A fountain of rainbows
Arrives with no worries

A geyser of bubbles
Erupts from my thinking
Floating through my cleared mind
Shimmering and blinking

My thoughts rise like bubbles
They rise inside my head
Washing out my brain
As my head hits my bed

~POLKA O O O's~

I bought a box of polka dots
From a polka dotted rabbit
They were designed by a chicken
With some very funny habits

She liked to do the chicken dance
While playing a game called Twister
She played until the game’s bright spots
Blew straight up and tried to kiss her

They flew across the old barnyard
They sprang into a magic spring
There was an explosion of dots
They were stuck on everything

They stuck like glue across this land
Minnie Mouse’s skirt got spotted
The white dog running in the yard
Jumped up and now he is dotted

This polka dotted neighborhood
Began to dance with delight
They would polka in the morning
They would polka into the night

They founded a dotted city
Dots became their work and their play
They sold dots to spring time rabbits
To chase the winter blues away

A pink polka dotted rabbit
Was hopping down his bunny trail
When I stepped up to talk to him
He told me this very tall tale

~LITTLE CLOUD~

Little cloud above me,
Come sit with me awhile.
Tell me all the secrets
You’ve carried mile by mile.

Gather up your stuffing.
I like the way you float.
If I jump into you,
You will be my boat.

We will float like bubbles,
And sail across the land.
We will wave at nations,
And water all their lands.

Little cloud above me,
Come sit with me awhile.
Tell me all the secrets
You’ve carried mile by mile.

~MORNING GLOW, O' MORNING GLOW~

Morning glow you’re here
With a smile on your face
Ready to lighten my load
And give me your grace

I love your gentle stroke
From my window pane
Reminding me of how
You always stay the same

In all kinds of weather
You rise to be my friend
You are my warm sunrise
You are the gold in the glen

Nothing can ever wash
Your sunbeams in the sky
You are my great protector
You make my troubles fly

Your tender eyes of light
Make my sorrows stray
You are my everything

~LET THE SUNSHINE IN~

The sun gathers in the day
Like a Mother collecting
All of her soft yellow chicks

She nurtures all of the earth
With a shower of sunbeams
That finds life lifting their heads

The touch of her warm rays
Rests softly on each shoulder
A blanket spun from gold light

She shall never leave our side
She is our life companion
She shimmers on winter’s snow

Her light bounces on the oceans
A mirror for her round face
Her warm radiant presence

She is the essence of life
Our comfort in living strife
We put our life in her hands

~GUMMY BEAR WARRIORS~

Sweet little gummy bears
Marching in formation
Storm the bleak battlefields
Of our devastation

Rainbows of gelatin
Warriors of wiggles
High stepping teddy bears
Fighting wars with giggles

Low calorie gummies
Parading in straight rows
Blowing baby kisses
Everywhere they go

Children run to greet them
To shake their little hands
Freedom fighting candy
Protecting every land

Nothing could be sweeter
Than these tiny wonders
Sticking to their mission
To resolve our blunders

Let’s hear it for the boys
These small flexible chews
Without their great courage
We would be feeling blue

~SILLY PUTTY~

Silly putty in an egg,
You are my little buddy.
You neatly fit in my hand.
You’re never, ever cruddy.

I love to squeeze you tightly;
Till you squish through my fingers.
You’re an adorable lump
That won’t tattle on my zingers.

You are a fine gymnast;
You have great form when you bounce.
I love each little wiggle.
I adore each gooey ounce.

You roll with all my punches;
There’s nothing we have not faced.
You’re the dough of all my dreams.
You make spackle look like paste.

~PUPPY LOVE~

Let me turn the volume down, and sit with you awhile.
It is the little things you do, that make me stop to smile.

In this very moment, I am captivated by your presence.
I love being lost, in your thoughts, your very essence.

The warm calm of your company, is my rarest treasure.
You’re my dearest dog, you make living a sheer pleasure.

~ELMORE THE COW~

My name is Elmore the cow, so wise.
I eat grass and I chew flies.
My Father's ferocious, so is my Aunt,
That's why they disregard sending me to the plant.
I leave you now with a glass of milk,
Calcium and phospherous,
WHOOPS I spilt.

~ELBOW GREASE~

I have a mop that mopes.
Its curly locks are grey.
It is such a grim stick.
It doesn’t like to play.

It’s afraid of water.
Can you imagine that?
I had to use a rag
To clean a yucky splat.

~A PIRATE'S LIFE IS DRUG FREE~

Yo-Ho just say no.
A pirate’s life is drug free.

Life is a ball,
Without alcohol,
My ship is sailing free.

With Cigarettes,
You will need Nicarettes,
and that’s a hefty fee.

Yo-Ho just say no.
A pirate’s life is drug free.

Don’t be a fool,
Covered in drool.
Bad drugs can make you heave.

Cigars pollute.
Please give a hoot.
Smoking is my pet peeve.

Yo-Ho just say no.
A pirate’s life is drug free.

Life is a treasure.
Make living a pleasure,
and you will dance with glee.

Join in my song.
We all belong to the
drug free family.

Yo-Ho just say no
A pirate’s life is drug free.

~HAPPILY BEFORE AFTER~

If time could put us in reverse
We would slide from second to first
We would eat before we brushed
We would wash before we flushed
We would splash before we dived
We would tip before our food arrived
We would be sorry before we wronged
We would hear the bell before it donged
Flowers would bloom before being planted
Politicians would win before being slanted
Rain would go up from clouds rolling back
You would be full before eating the snack
You would reel the fish back down
You would unzip the wedding gown
War would stop before it began
If time could move back the hour hand

The Beginning of the End

~SIMPLE TIMES~

Life was so carefree many years ago
We could have fun sitting on a wood fence
Watching butterflies roll across the sky

Ladybugs tickled the palm of our hands
Pollywogs grew-up in glass jelly jars
Dirt was our favorite color to wear

Despair was the dry spell in the summer
Fear was the dry winds that swept through the plains
Uncertainty was a weather report

Grace was the meal on the dinner table
Warmth was the fire burning in the stove
Dessert was mom’s homemade pie cooling off

It was so simple when we were children
We were surrounded by sweet affections
We learned how to live in this humble state

Our world has been distracted by glitter
We anticipate greatness in brilliance
And overlook the simple and obvious

~YOU WERE IN MY THOUGHTS TODAY~

Just fluttering by to say,
“You were in my thoughts today.”

For all the thoughtful things you do;
I hope my thoughts will grow in you.

May butterfly wings alight on your ear,
Tickle you lightly, and bring you good cheer.

It is no secret what butterflies do;
They fly with the angels and paint the sky blue.

Moving rainbows from silky cocoons,
Dance through the heavens where love always blooms.

Flowers in the garden invite them to rest
With all of God’s angels to keep our homes blessed.

Just fluttering by to say,
“You were in my thoughts today.”

~HEY DIDDLE DIDDLE~

I wish I was a spoon
Spooning every night
Baby’s first solids
Soup de jour’s delight
Hanging in a drawer
Laying on a table
Serving hungry mouths
An Easter egg ladle
Wedding Day setting
Picnic in the park
A family heirloom
Dancing after dark
Romantic evenings
Candlelit rooms
Flirting with the dishes
Jumping over the moon

~ICE CASTLES~

Frozen sculptures
Thoughts on ice
Illuminated wonders
Words won’t suffice
Changing forms
Chiseled with care
Weeping statues
Joyous affairs
Shimmering bodies
Catching the light
Melting away
A Camelot night

~BUG MARATHON~

On a country farm
In a faraway place
A mosquito trained
For a marathon race

Darting about
Like a circus flea
He trained each day
With a spelling bee

He could lift
Twice his weight
He was a champion
Featherweight

Wings of steel
Bulged from his back
He could soar
With his six pact

Lifting weights
For real flies
Gave this athlete
His big bug eyes

This mighty mite
Could pack a punch
He had protein bites
For his lunch

An incredible hulk
With a swank crib
Pumping iron
On a garbage lid

With nerves of steel
He trained to win
The Annual Bug Marathon
Against the autumn wind

Boot camp training
All summer long
Getting in shape
For the Bug Marathon

Leaves of trees began to turn
The autumn winds began to churn
Out of his nest, he got set to go
With pumped up bugs against a tornado

Fearless pilots with lots of grit
Hovering over a puddle of spit
Darkened clouds storming by
The Blue Angels ready to fly

Jet streams flowed from their slender tails
Their faces became swollen and impelled
Circling around the northern wind
Like hungry locust ready to descend

Hours of flight, never giving up
Surging to take the winning cup
Flying in an unending obstacle course
A sudden death with an unexpected g-force

Desperate measures
Desperate times
The winged Olympians
Leave the deceased behind

A hero’s burial for a fit gnat
A windshield wiper salute to a
MIGHTY SPLAT!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is a moral
In this tale
Wear a helmet
When flying in a gale
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~SNORT RESORT~

Once upon a slime,
in the Land of Thrills,
a sick little dragon
climbed a steep hill.

He had a bad cough,
and a runny nose.
And when he sneezed,
rivers of rainbow jelly flowed.

Rainbow jelly shot from his snout.
He yelled from the hill top, “Watch out!”
Like volcanic lava, it erupted all day,
in the seasonal allergy month of May.

A slick slide of rainbow jelly fell like icing,
leaving the steep hillside quite enticing.
Citizens of the Land of Thrills came in a flash.
They loaded their sleds and made a dash.

With nerves of steel they climbed the terrain,
seeking to find the dragon without any flames.
He was a legend in this sweet Land of Thrills.
He only came to this hill when he got the chills.

It was allergy season for this dragon of lore.
The Land of Thrills citizens knew the score.
They loaded their sleds with anti-congestants,
while the mayor made numbers for this year’s contestants.

This jelly hillside became a playground resort,
thanks to the dragon with the rainbow jelly snort.
Contestants lined the hilltop with sleds of all shapes
hoping to be the winner of this year’s Jelly Hill Race.

As for the dragon, he took a much needed nap,
while children of all ages sat in his warm cuddly lap.
They slid on their sleds until the rainbows did fade,
while our sweet little dragon snoozed in the shade.

Such a sweet tale with an ending full of smiles,
about a dragon that snorted rainbow jelly for miles.
He comes once a year to the sweet Land of Thrills
to take a little vacation and pick up his allergy pills.

And they all lived happily ever after.
I think I will go make myself a jelly sandwich.

The End

~DOUBLE BUBBLE~

With my new bubble wand
I blew a big blue bubble
To a faraway kingdom
That always sees double

Floating like pixie dust
It left a magical trail
Glittering passageway
To a sweet fairy tale

High above the castle
I could see it stop
Flying right behind it
My parachute dropped

Falling like an angel
I entered this fantasy land
Went to the nearest bank
To deposit twenty grand

Twenty stiff smack-a-roos
Lying on the counter
With just one glance
I knew what I found here

I doubled my pleasure
I doubled my fun
With my new bubble wand
My fairy tale life had just begun

Two for one
And two for all
In this Land of Double
Two of me stand tall

Two prince charmings
And two white horses
In a merry kingdom
With twice the resources

Pop!

~SKITTLES IN ME SHOWER~

I’ll take a rainbow shower
To bedazzle me new fro
With 70 pounds of Skittles
This will be quite a show

Lather with the red ones
Condition with the green
Pop purple under me pits
Watch for rainbow steam

Jigging with a leprechaun
I found in me Irish Springs
The curl in me locks twisting
When I hear me doorbell ring

Shamrocks from a florist
St. Patrick’s sent a priest
An Irish tenor belting out
This is funny, to say the least

A fiddler comes in me window
A harpist appears in me bath
The priest wants to hear me confession
The Leprechaun clears the path

I’m saying me contrition
With nothing on me back
The priest absolves me sins
Then joins me for a snack

Skittles in the shower
Room for everyone
River dancing party
Leaping just for fun

Wild Irish roses creeping
Over me window ceil
Gold coins pour from the faucets
Better than, “Let’s Make a Deal”

Kiss me I’m Irish
Me fro is flaming red
Time for me green jammies
I wonder what’s in me bed

~THE SNOWFLAKE BALL~

The Snowflake Ball has begun
They waltz under the bright sun

Gently locked in sweet embraces
Powder white formals and faces

Veils of lace falling in flurries
Moving gracefully in a hurry

Sticking to the boughs of trees
Resting in the winter’s breeze

Beautiful dancers of ice crystals
Delicately posing in the thistles

Painting the town in white glitter
Oh, how they can twirl and flitter

Resting on noses, caps, and gloves
Like peaceful, fluttering white doves

The elegance of this season’s passion
Silhouetted in a Snow Queen’s fashion

White on white, aglow in the snow
Ballroom dancing until the moon glows

~ONE WEE INCH~

A wee inchworm
Inching for miles
Cute little larvae
Looping with smiles
Three pairs of legs
Pulling up twigs
On Saint Patty’s Day
He does a wee jig
Worm in me tree
Green through and through
If ye were a moth
What would ye do?

Kathy Paysen ©2009

Note:

If you enjoyed these poems, I welcome you to visit my other art collections on this site: (Google the title and my name)

"A Winter Wedding~Snow Scenes~Poetry Collection 2010"
"Airing My Dirty Laundry~Quotes by Kathy Paysen"
"Come As Children, As You Are ~ Christmas Stories by Kathy Paysen"
"Contemporary English Language Haiku ~ Kathy Paysen"
"Diamonds In The Rough ~ Poetic Art Favorites of Kathy Paysen"
"Finding God 2011 Collection"
"Halloween Theatre Collection ~ Poems by Kathy Paysen"
"Heaven's Library"
“Peanut Butter and Poetry Sandwich Collection”
"Profoundly Disturbing Poetry for these Times~Collection 2009"
"The Philosopher's Stone"

I have also written a lot of prose and poetic prose through the past several years. It is all available on this site...per the year and date I submitted it to this...Every Author blog. My works are also available on the sister site, Poetry Showcase.

Please feel free to comment on my art. I am in the market for an illustrator and publisher. I would love to be a published poet in 2012. I define myself as a social and spiritual architect. I am not interested in being published...just to be published...I am interested in making a difference in the world we live in.

If you are a professional performing artist that would like to present my works...please contact me.

Warm regards,

Kathy Paysen

kpaysen@sbcglobal.net