This week while skimming social media, I came across a short piece called, “I Wish You Enough.” When I read the story, it made me sit and ponder life. The many times that the casual “good-bye” was an actual final “good-bye.” "I Wish You Enough," was featured in a “Chicken Soup…
Basura Cat has gotten quite stir crazy, Being inside all of the time, has made her so lazy. No trips to the store, no parties anymore, She lays all about; she’s taken to snore. “Help me,” I say as I cleaned the house, But now she won’t even chase a…
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…
Some of us knew what he was going to do, We knew who he was and knew what was true. We knew that a snake oil salesman was in the White House, We knew he was a liar, a cheater, and louse. We were scared in our hearts of 4…
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 meowed, “My oh my!” “What is that white stuff falling from the sky?” “Does God have Dandruff, did he scratch his head?” As she snuggled under the covers upon her cat bed. It’s snow, a thing she has not seen before It landed on the ground, tried to…
Taking a break from the chaos in the world, I keep up my daily phone calls with my forever friend, Marcia Rose. Marcia has been battling Lyme Disease for the last 15 years, it hit her brain, for lack of medical terms, slowly she has lost the use of her…
The Drunkards will drink The Thoughtful will think The Pious will pray For Blessings this day The homeless will roam The “At Risk” will stay home The writers will write, fighters will fight Foes in the dark, friends in daylight Friends with nothing to say Each going their way Some…
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…