a cat in controlled fury:
cold green eyes, unblinking
tail in precise motion,
she bides her time
waiting, watching –
swish swash.
Turn off the thousand watts.Pack up the moon and stars,Roll out the thunder clouds,And let it rip!
This election year somehow it has become a personal milestone for me to vote. Several weeks before the election date, R finds our names registered to vote in the area of residence of the old place we used to live in five years ago. I can almost not believe that some online pdf document having…
The orange headed oneGoes skiing,A whizz of color,He starts off lazily downhill,Gathering speed as he goes,Lithe and graceful,Zooming down the slope,A blur of orange and purple,Warms my heart on a cold snowy day.
the petrified millipede millipede, O millipede!look at his tiny little feetwhere do they take him?don’t ask – he’ll freeze! i have not a shoe,i have not a souli’ll walk beside you where you gojust don’t ask me how that is so. question him and he will curlinto a little foetal whorlit’s best to let his…
it was a sunny afternoon, with a cool breeze blowing. i’ve been wanting to take photos along my bike route. finally today all the prerequisites fell in place and i did. as i was wheeling my bike from one photo spot towards another, an old lady wheeling her bike in the opposite direction stopped and…
