It was fun at first, being from Ohio, snow doesn’t excite me much, but seeing others enjoy it, that’s always fun. Then it became personal, with frozen pipes and power outages, seeing my neighbors struggle, myself, my cat. Tensions ran high as we watched our ceilings for leaks, our candles…
God knows that I’ve tried for years to visit you, But was held captive when the winds blew. Finally the winds blew the temperatures below, And I made my way south to San Antonio. Five days I’ve spent in your wonderful town, Pick-up trucks and Palm trees all around. But,…
Standing in my heatless house, silent exception of dripping faucets. Gazing at the darken street, hoping for movement, praying for none. Entangled in huddled embrace, trying to capture and contain human heat. A flickering candle, a beacon of light, a dancer of shadows. Fearful of the next failure hiding around…
He thought he had been robbed, He called up his own mob. Even though there was no proof, They believed it was the truth. There was no proof of theft and wrong, They fought even after he was gone. They felt that they were right, Without proof, they continue to…
What you see and what you believe are filtered though your mind, Many fail to read to find the truth, read more than the headline. Some react and then attack, and then watch the story grow, Spreading lies with conviction, influencing all they know. Some become Doctors without degrees, Saying…
It was just another day, lessons taught, Worked in my pajamas, No battles were fought. Washed two cars, one dirty from dust, Waxed them both to protect from rust. Spoke with a friend far away, Who fights a warrior’s battle everyday. We talked for and hour with lots to say,…
The following is a short story concerning the trials and tribulations of trying to get my 87 year old friend the COVID19 Vaccination. It's been so incredibly frustrating, calling everyday, trying to get registered via websites, only to be turn away. My friend has become depressed about not being able…
Basura cat was going tippy tap, What a strange noise, being made by my cat. She is busy learning Morse code today, To hear what the outgoing president has to say. He’s no longer welcome on social media sites, No longer is he writing in the middle of the night.…
Basura cat came to me, her tail circled in a Q, Meowing, “I have something important to ask you.” I put my guitar down, I slowly turned around, And in her eyes, it was tears that I found. She wanted to know what was going on, What was happening in…
Basura Cat has taken quiet ill, After watching what happened today on Capitol Hill. She’s all for truth and a peaceful protest, When we march to make our country the best. But today she witnessed a terrible man, Inciting violence, the flames he did fan. Telling his sheep to march…