The cat in question,
Snuggling, purring on my lap,
She finds her warm place
Never questions life,
Not a care in her safe world
Relaxed, yet still poised
The cat in question
A lady of advanced age
My boon companion
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Belles and Whistles
She still remembers
Walking through shame and cold fear
Whoee, doll, come here
Should she not react,
Or turn, and face the whistlers
Walk a bit faster
That stretch of hallway
Where sly boys formed a gauntlet
Eager eyes taunted
Darts in the Dark
Darts in the Dark
My time is now spent throwing darts into the dark, hoping that one sticks and makes its mark in the cork.
My aim must be off, maybe, or the target has been moved. I only know that my darts miss their marks
And clatter harmlessly onto the concrete where they’ll remain until the lights are restored. I’m a fool, but not
Inclined to go searching for sharp metal objects in this room, this tomb, where the light is forbidden and my feet bare.
Havana (Florida) Car Show
Studly Doright and I had dinner in downtown Havana, Florida, last evening, and got more than just a great meal. After enjoying a delicious dinner and a glass of wine at The English Rose Cafe we wandered around Havana where an antique car show was in progress. Studly even won $35 in a raffle! Not too shabby.
Studly’s favorite vehicle in the show was the green ‘65 Ford pickup. Can you guess which one I’m fondest of?
If you ever find yourself in the area be sure to stop by The English Rose Café. It’s a little slice of British heaven in the Florida panhandle. (Note: I don’t receive any type of compensation for mentioning Millie’s restaurant—I just really like her food!)
Peace, people!
Fireworks
One hot summer night
She sent him off with fireworks
Exploding mid-air
Reds and blues bursting
Sparklers lighting up the sky
Oohs and ahhhs ringing
She prayed he’d return
But the heat left when he did
Dark skies, quiet hearts
Marriage
Studly Doright and I were watching some network entertainment show last night. The hosts were talking about a celebrity couple whose marriage was in its third year. Apparently, the couple planned to share their secrets to a long and happy marriage.
“Three years!” I snorted. “If they’re still together in 38 years, maybe I’ll listen to what they have to say.”
“You’ll be dead by then,” said Studly.
Well, there is that nagging bit of reality. Damn his wicked insight.
Peace, and good marriages, people!
When the Lights Go Out
Without a flicker
One by one the lights go out
Sometimes beats apart
I’ll replace them all
Someday, when the ladder’s found
When I’m not afraid
It isn’t the heights,
And I don’t fear the darkness,
Until they’re combined
Playing Along
His touch, unwelcome
His words, inappropriate
Please, just play along
Her words were doubted
Her fears were all discounted
Boys will still be boys
We have had enough
We have found strength in numbers
We won’t play along
Just Say Ok
Just Say Ok!
While Studly Doright and I were relaxing on Amelia Island this past weekend I had the following text conversation with our daughter:
“Ok.” and “Yep.” were my contributions, and my reward was seeing my daughter’s reaction. So now I’m planning a quick trip to Chicago on the 27th of October.
I’m beyond excited about seeing Les Misérables at the Cadillac Theater, but that’s just icing on the cake. The real treat will be getting to see Les Mis with my daughter on her birthday and our middle grandchild. I’m so glad I typed “Ok.”
Peace, people!
Around Amelia Island
Amelia Island is a beautiful place to run away to and a difficult place to leave. Studly Doright and I kayaked,
Explored the community of Fernandina Beach on the island,
Took in some of the Jazz Festival
Walked on the beach
And had a good time.
It’ll be tough getting back to the real world.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 