In my world, it feels like the curtain is slowly rising and revealing the reality of the world. It’s like waking up from a dream on a cold morning and someone is slowly pulling off the covers, allowing the chill of inhumanity to chill my bones. The Gun issue hits…
My cat was making a funny face About our next flight into outer space You spend billions of dollars in flying around When it should be spent here on the ground It’s funded by taxes paid by the little guy Who needs food on the table, not pie in the…
My cat thinks that she’s so funny Out of boredom she started making fun of me “I see that you’re not making music, playing out As all of your equipment is just laying about “Basura”, I said, “It’s the virus, no more gigs for a while For musicians like me,…
When Motherhood, knocked upon my door, I never answered. Yes, it tapped louder and louder as I approached 40, but I turned a deaf ear. It’s not just a choice, it’s a lifelong commitment of caring and compassion, the least paying and highest paying job in life, and I just never…
My cat came to me, filled with misery About the injustices of humanity A former police officer and his son, both white Chased an African-American man down and took his life Two armed white men, father and son Hunted down a black man, who was out for a run The…
My cat came to me, swishing her tail Wanting to talk about voting by mail Claiming to have an idea that cannot fail She told me her plans in great detail We vote by mail to vote on voting by mail It seems confusing, on such a national scale Vote…
My cat came to me, wearing her high-heeled shoes She asked, “Honey, Have you heard the news? There’s a Killer Hornet now in the U.S." As she started trying on her new blue dress “Why the get-up?” I asked her most honestly As she waltzed around so prettily She was…
My cat wants to go and live on the moon She told me that she’s leaving here soon I told her that up there, that there is no air She insisted she’s going, she just doesn’t care She’s building a spaceship made of odds and ends She sending good-bye cards…
You hear them; you know them, like old friends that gently nudge you into an emotional realm. A song has incredible strength; it can change a person’s energy from high to low and everywhere in-between. One of the first songs that touched me was, “Abraham, Martin and John” written by Dick…
I was sitting staring up at a tree When Basura Cat came up to me She wanted to join my Songwriting group A poet, maker of magic, a troubadour troop I want to write something that people will sing I want to write about nothing and yet everything She had…