Studly Doright drinks decaffinated coffee which drives me crazy. Caffeine is the very essence of coffee, the reason it caught on in the first place. Coffee without caffeine is just flavored water in varying shades of brown.
My personal coffee mug
A cup of coffee
With a bit of Irish Cream
Sipped in solitude
On this perfect spring morning.
What could be better?
Absolutely nothing, dear.
Unless, of course, friends
Stop by and share a pot with me.
That’s preferable.
The day is coming
And it isn’t far off
When a mass shooting
Will fall under the heading:
In Other News
Children in a schoolhouse
Gunned down by
Delusional sufferer of
Schizophrenia.
In Other News
Open carry fanatic sends
Kroger shoppers scrambling
For safety. Four dead.
In Other News
Theatre goers attacked
By rampaging shooter.
Lobby becomes morgue.
In Other News
Onlookers cheer as
Gunman attacks those
Of a different faith.
In Other News.
I am not anti-gun. I am pro-common sense gun regulation. Peace, please, people.
All good things,
They say
Must end.
I want to know
Who are “they”
And why must I
Listen to them?
The three L’s leaving our mark on the beach at St. George Island, Florida, March 23, 2015.
These were a few of our favorite –ings:
Shopping
Wining
Dining
Exploring
Talking
Laughing
Reminiscing
Lauren, Ponce de Leon, Leslie, and Lila, at The Fountain of Youth, March 25, 2015.
Leslie and Lila at The Spanish Sugar Mill in DeLeon Springs, FL, March 25, 2015.
Lila and Lauren at The Blue Parrot, Saint George Island, March 23, 2015.
Lauren, joined by two little folks at DeLeon Springs. One of my favorite pictures of the week.
Why is it that
Spring break weeks
Take forever to arrive,
Yet end almost as
Soon as they’ve begun?
That’s a question
For the wise folks
Among us, and
Certainly I am not one.
Peace, People!
Seasons change
Clothes lighten up
Blacks and browns
Turn coral and lemon
Toes peek out of shoes
Nails painted prettily
Legs smoothed
Exfoliated.
When the task can no
Longer be ignored a
Shift is made from
Old to new handbag.
Grimly the former is
Held upside down,
Its contents laid bare
Upon a quilt:
Six quarters, two nickles,
One dime, and many
Pennies.
Individually wrapped
Toothpicks and breath mints,
A bottle of Advil and a
Tube of hand cream.
Keys on a jingly ring and two
Tubes of lip balm.
Plus a wad of paper receipts.
Into the new bag go the
Necessary items. But at
One time, everything felt
Necessary.
If I were a cat
I’d be badass
I’d claim a spot in the
Sun and I’d give it up for
No one.
If I were a cat
I’d attack anything
That moved like
My sister’s tail or the
Shadow teasing me on the
Wall or the admittedly fake
Mouse on a string.
If I were a cat I’d run lickety split
From room to room and
Then turn and run back the
Way I’d come.
I’d hop sideways just
Because I can.
I’d find the highest point in the
Room and make it mine.
If I were a cat I would
Meow pitifully in the
Dead of the night until
My people become
Concerned and come to
My aid.
If I were a cat.
A glimpse of a
red barn
tucked behind a
stand of trees
calling me home
beckoning.
A sighting of a
cardinal flitting
branch to branch
calling to his
mate, come
home.
If home is where
the heart is,
then home is
where you are.
Turtles move more
Quickly than
Days like this one
Sloths have more speed
Almost guaranteed.
Trees grow much more
Rapidly
It would seem
Than hours pass when
My man is gone.
There are only so
Many hours that
One can go to
Movies or
Watch tv or
Play Trivia Crack and
Words With Friends
Before one begins
Conversing with
Cats meaningfully, And they begin talking back.
i am cat
fear me
worship me
rub my tummy
Cat in charge
Look at me, oh human
And despair
For I am feline.
My senses are heightened
My claws sharpened
My meows on key.
Resistance is futile.
Peace, people!
I. Around the corner
Lurk petals ready to bloom.
Spring where have you been?
II. When robin first sings
All nature stops to listen
Welcome back my friend!
III. My heart is stirred by
Lengthening days, earth’s rebirth,
Warmth of soil and sun.
The Kiss by David Walker
I’ll pose to you two
Questions posed to me
Does love remember?
Does time have meaning?
If he said today I’ll love you forever
Would that mean anything?
Would he remember after
We tangled over jealousy
And hurt feelings?
Would love conquer all?
Would the time we spent
Loving mean anything or
Would it be wasted?
I don’t think I could bear that,
That what we’ve had
Becomes meaningless.
Better not to have loved
At all
In spite of what the
Poets say.
Praying for Eyebrowz 