A poem about my cat Norty

I slept in this morning And as I slowly shuffled  Out to my patio I was startled to discover God was already there. Drinking coffee Out...

Grandma?   Yes, honey .   Is it true that Alexa used to be A round cylinder?   Yes, baby. Without arms, even?   Yes, and no legs either....

I remember the box of pretties at my great aunt’s house. With shells and rocks and leftover ribbon. I remember the Maxwell House coffee...

So it took six weeks. Where do cats go when They aren’t at my house Looking for food? But back she was At our door. Thinner but looking...

Maybe she is ok. Maybe not. The orange feral mama cat Who visited us regularly for months. Sometimes stepping through our front door just...

An Afternoon with Jane   Oh, to eat chocolate cake  While wearing a white linen dress Sitting in the room where She wrote about life....

It stood in the vast front hallHot Texas sun bleaching its wood.Silent,Tall,A brassy moon face peering out fromBehind the glass.Even on...

Hopeful hopelessnessSadness caught in marble.He’s goneBut he’s hereIn my arms one last time.Let me look At his beautiful face.His perfect...

Five leaves Are all that’s leftOn the greying, knottedBranches.The last fig stolenBy the glossy black ravenAn afternoon ago.No green...

Where does the time go?Where does it run to?How can so many daysAnd hours and secondsAnd years speed byWhen suddenly old happens.What is...

Chronic Chronic A low throbbing pain in my back Is my constant reminder that My body is in rebellion Against age And all the should...

Afternoon  birds Afternoon  birds   Long shadows creep across broken cement And old rocking chairs. And I see them as I wait for the...