"Basura, cat come out from your bed Why are the covers up over your head?" She said that she feels that she was attacked After a reader gave her some recent feedback They said that she’s gotten political in her views She was much more fun before reading the news…
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…
My cat was sitting with pen in paw I was so amazed, I dropped my jaw I asked, “What are you up to, may I take a look?” She answered, “I’m going to write a bestselling book!” "What will you call it? Such an undertaking task!" She seemed bothered that…
I thought that I was going to faint When my cat said she wanted to paint It will be hard ‘cuz you’re not very tall But that didn’t phase her, no not at all So up the ladder, she slowly crept Taking her time with every step But before she…
She likes to make things, sees what’s broken and imagines something whole; one man’s trash is another woman’s treasure. Moving the cars out of the garage, pulling everything into place, sawdust, nails, the drilling, pounding, the gentle stroke of a paintbrush, her own private symphony. After years of having a makeshift…