In honor of it being her Birth Day Week ~ Sofia is the female version of Bob The Builder, so I wrote a poem about it, goes like this: Betty The Builder ~ a short poem by me. She’s relentless, she never stops Making things in her little “She Shop”…
Not Everyone of every group ever does everything Not every sound of every prayer results in anything Not every sunrise promises us a brand new day Not Everyone agrees with what Everyone has to say A push from both sides, cannot conflict result Nothing is heard when both sides’ scream…
In March, when the weather was nice and cool Anyone who went out, I thought was a fool In case you don’t know what I do mean It was because of COVID~-19 Then just when things started to open again And I was thinking of going out, seeing my friends…
It’s so hot, said my cat, sitting under the fan It feels like a million degrees; turn it up if you can Get me some ice cubes, put them by my feet I cannot tolerate this terrible heat! Brush all of my hair, let’s shave it all off Then no…
Someone, Somewhere is dying at home because they cannot afford health coverage. Someone, Somewhere is trapped in an abusive relationship, because they are trapped in fear. Someone, Somewhere is sleeping in the streets because they cannot afford anything. Someone, Somewhere is not allowed to sit at the table because of…
She called to me last night and again at 4am this morning, both times, I stood in silent awe. Out of respect I wrote this, tonight, she will be full. Funny how I think of her as a "She" when everyone says, "Man in the Moon." ~ I wonder if…
Basura Cat doesn’t like shredded, she likes Pâté This morning she had this to say “You fed me flakes; I like the shape of cakes You already know this for goodness sakes!” “Basura,” I said, “some cats don’t have food You’ve got no right to this crazy cat mood.” She…
I do identify with the feelings of injustice, of not being on the same playing field as others. I worked for years alongside men who made almost double my salary for doing the same job. As a young woman, I dealt with sexual harassment, asked to do things, which would…
The things that won't let me sleep, I found myself writing a speech for Donald Trump at 4am this morning, the things I wish he would say, the actions I wish he would take. Then I wished my mom was alive, because I think maybe, just maybe he would listen…
Oh the Ukulele is so much fun to play I like to play it every day It’s cute and it makes a really fun sound When I play it, it’s impossible to frown. To be sure if you’re feeling sad or blue Playing the Ukulele is the thing to do…