Oct
26
2009
The gentle, strong one
Abides in want
Of a singular connection.
In raw moments
A stare, a thought,
A pain, a word.
Disillusionment is granted
To a psyche
Struggling against it;
A drought of kindred souls
Settles hard,
Clattering, reverberating,
In disconnection
Heart from heart
Blunting all desire.
A torn abyss
An aged child-heart
Wanting a Just escape.
Oct
05
2009
Sam was a rat who lived in a hat.
In that hat did that rat
Sit all smug, dull and fat.
Joe was a boy who loved to play
With Sam every day,
To his mother’s dismay.
One day that fat rat
Chewed that ugly old hat
And in its shredding he sat.
“Give him a box”, his brother said.
“We don’t know what’s in his head;
He may just need a bed.”
Joe did what was suggested
And with Sam Joe still jested
Until he saw the box congested.
Good old Sam had had a need
For the old hat that he freed:
In it were eight babies, indeed!
Joe then learned Sam was a she
And now could ably see
Why that other rat had been so snuggly.

Oct
01
2009
5. Regular displays of huntsmanship. For those of us who have outdoor cats, can we say, “flayed and half-gutted blue jay or lizard on the front porch”? This is usually accompanied by a welcome-home meow which translated means “Check out how cool I was to bag that sucker.”
4. Fuzzy head or neck warmer at night. Especially those nights you need sleep the most.
3. After you feed them, guys, you can have the pleasure of being ignored by someone other than your spouse. That is, until they want their ears scratched and are overcome with an insatiable desire to kneed your leg until it bleeds.
2. Furry substitute for a hot-water bottle. If you are lucky enough to have a cat select your lap for a sleeping spot, ladies, say hello to the feline furball during those monthly rough times.
1. If you have indoor cats and, thus, a litter box: free snacks for your dog. It’s like almond rocha, only slightly less crunchy.