“The Color of Today’s Clear Sky Is The Same As My Vote.” ~ by Katrina Curtiss 10/13/2020

“The Color of Today’s Clear Sky Is The Same As My Vote.” ~ by Katrina Curtiss 10/13/2020
I Voted Early In The 2020 Presidential Election ~ 10:13:2020

I didn’t think it would matter so much, early voting, but it did. I didn’t plan on being one of the first at the polls, but I was. I didn’t think I would feel so much pride, but I do. I didn’t know the woman in front of me would…

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A View from An Older White Woman in America ~ by Katrina Curtiss 10/1/2020

“The difference between us is not in the color of our skin, but what lies in our hearts.” ~ by me When I hear the words, “White Privilege” ~ it use to make me laugh. The 3rdof 4 kids, abandoned by my “father” ~ a mother who literally sacrificed her…

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My Cat And The NBA ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss    8/28/2020

My Cat And The NBA ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss    8/28/2020
Basra and the NBA 8:28:2020

Sitting at my desk, the moon speaks to me through the window, Basura Cat sleeps upon my lap. We chatted earlier about the stance that professional athletes are taking to bring attention to the racial inequality that cast shadows upon our land. I ask The Universe for guidance in helping…

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I Remember ~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/28/2020 4:20am

This morning, Basura Cat woke me up at 4am. She wanted more than food, she wanted held, sometimes she just needs me. I adore these moments, I hold her close to my chest and sing to her, dance her around the darken living room, just us two. Being the cat…

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Random Thoughts On A Friday Mouring~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/21/2020

If a tree falls in the forest, and no one is around Does that mean it doesn’t make a sound? As the Honeybee works to make honey all day Does that mean the Honeybee never does play? If wishes are whispered soft into the night With the light of day,…

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Ode To Workers  ~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/20/2020

Ode To Workers  ~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/20/2020
The Cart Before The Horse by kc 8:20:2020

There is so much going on behind the scenes that we’ll never know They’re making up things, along as they go First it’s this, then it’s that, everything rearranged Changing their minds over and over, like they’re deranged. They say what worked before, won’t work now, of course They’re putting…

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Skill Mountain ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 8/5/2020

Skill Mountain ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 8/5/2020
Skill Mountain 8/5/2020

Everyone is Someone Special! Think of it, if you will That everyone has their own special skill Some build with blocks, some folks like to talk Some fix things, like airplanes or clocks. The trick is to find something you like Cooking, painting or fixing old bikes Then do what…

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The Empty Vase ~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/4/2020

The Empty Vase ~ by Katrina Curtiss 8/4/2020
The Empty Vase 8/4/2020

I’m a stay at home kid since Covid-19 came to town, but today found myself out and about, shopping at Wal-Mart. The main reason for going, is Basura Cat has decided she doesn’t like any of her food, not the wet pate, the dry, the expensive special brand, nothing. I…

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A Veteran’s Tears ~ A Tribute To Ken ~ by Katrina Curtiss 7/31/2020

We chat everyday since the Virus came, to check in on each other. We talk about the news, he is wise with his years. He watched as the Baseball season commences, as the players took a knee, he was sadden to his core. So, I wrote this for him, my…

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Random Thoughts ~ by Katrina Curtiss 7/29/2020

I just got off the phone with my good friend, 86 year old Ken, we talked of the world. He ended the conversation with these words, "I suggest you get a good bottle of Scotch, an expensive cigar and sit back and relax." Random Thoughts ~ by Katrina Curtiss 7/29/2020…

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