Sunday, July 31, 2011

The Death of a Pen

Ink running dry, he wonders
If it was well spent
If he made the writer's life any better.
With his dying stroke, he wonders
If they thought him a good writing implement.
I know I did.
Thank you, Sharpie pen . . .

Friday, July 29, 2011

There's Something Special About Rain

An eccentric bit within always longs
to savor the flavor of rain
to sing as the sky drains
to dance as cloud springs burst.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Papasan

The bowl shaped chair
Invites me to join its
Intricately beaded pillows

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Music

Sing from the heart
In all the voices you can

Creations

I painted the walls
Fabricated the pictures
The sculptures, the clock, too.
Things I've drawn
Things I've written
Line the shelves.
My room; my gallery.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Cat Drama

One wails "mrooough"
The other sings "myngour."
Operatic felines
Rebalancing their hierarchy
In a duet.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

World Building

A sunset flavored town
With red-gold walls
Tiger-lillied halls.
Bright people within
Ripe citrus gardens.
Oroblanco ships
Inhabit the havens.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Investigating Portals

Seven built-in cupboards
Twelve doors in all.
I've knocked at
Each one's back
Checking for narnias.

Photograph

A little me cups
A grey kitten in
Her hands near
Her face.
Framed in blue wood.
Framed in memories and
A bond that grows
Eternally.


(7/21/11)

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Morning

Waking to scrumptious sun and a
Cheery friend's "GOOD MORNING!!!"
The best cure for
Night nervousness.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Time Goes Blurry

Baked a cake on Tuesday.
... Or was it Thursday?
Summer mental clock fuzz.

Thunderstorm

Lightning snips the atmosphere
Thunder proclaims its power
Gobl-obl-oblo!
Hill side turkeys exclaim
In startled commentary.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Mock Orange

Mock orange scent
Flutters me back to when
I was a fairy princess playing 
In grasses twice my height

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

At the Renaissance Faire; A Sword Called Meow Meow

To right a wronged man,
To give back his lands,
To make him an earl,
King's nephew borrows King's sword
And for a moment, an instant
Appears to offer the sword as well.
King cries out in shock:
"He almost gave him Meow Meow!"

Digory the Watch-cat

Digory hops on his windowsill.
Late night stirs. Another cat passes by.
A low growl states that
Digory is on duty.

Friday, July 8, 2011

How Exciting!

The dream-guide said
There was a knob on the door.
It was a handle.
It stayed a handle.
He's merely a guide, after all.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Goodbye, Barbie.

They sat for years in a box in a cabinet.
Unused since I learned who does the
Actual work in the industry.
Now I clean them, sort them, send them on.
I hope some little girls will enjoy the remains
Of my Barbie doll collection.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Evening

Across the table
Chuckling to himself over
Soup and a comic book
While covered in house paint.
My father home from work.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Popsicle

Sit outside.
Hot sun.
Açai popsicle.
Frozen sweet.
Eat quickly.
Might melt.

Monday, July 4, 2011

The Opinion of a Jealous Alpha Cat

New kittens (annoying little things)
Can be gotten used to...
But a strange, unknown human
Is an annoyance of an entirely new level.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Wish Granted

I may have my friend over
In the afternoon,
Mother tells me.
Gawking excitement
Becomes energy 
For spiffing up the house.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Cloud Doodles

Look up! See the mothership?
A smaller vessel begins to dock.
The mothership separates in two.
A whole fleet!
... But all of them are fluffy white.