Man in the Moon ('04)

He laid his face upon Her breast,
Forever more there to rest.

untitled limerick

There once was a woman named Rowling
At nonconformity she's constantly scowling
Supporting the patriarchy
Her feminism malarkey
And to many fans her legacy fouling

THE V.I.P. (Village Idiot President) (version 2)

Oh, he's really such a bore,
He makes me want to snore,
What is his drivel for,
This stupid attention whore

untitled

I am like a drunken sailor
On the stormy seas of Fate
A kite without a string
Seeing where the winds take me

unfinished

There was a time
Long, long ago,
When I wanted to go
Into that sublime

Wherever is that place
Whether the inner
Or outer space
For saint or sinner

Deep into the wood
As far as I could
No one to see
What I did me

For Noel (1971-2020)

Sweet Child of Light,
Why did the Darkness
Hit so hard?
Why did deserved Happiness
So often elude you?
My heart goes out to you
Poet, warrior, thinker,
You forged ahead,
Got back up so often.
But now the Long Night
Has taken you from us,
And you will be sorely
Missed.

“A CAT AND HER OLD HUMAN” ('19)

She waited on the stoop
For someone to let her in.
Her human had moved her
Away
But she was having none of
That
This was her home
So she returned.
When she got in
She went right to the
Door
Of the one she’d
Chosen
(She’d seen him go in
So she knew he was there)
She called out to him
He opened the door
She politely, even sweetly,
Waited for him to invite her
In
Which he did.
And so he was hers
She showed him where
To put her box
And patiently waited
For him to get the right
Ingredients
Same for food
After he’d tried to give her
His kind
He learned quickly
Tho’ he had to rearrange
A thing or two.
He seemed surprised
When she climbed under the covers
But got used to it
And grew to love the cuddles
She sealed their bond
When he got deathly sick
Shortly thereafter
And she nursed him back
To health.
Too, he would get crazy
Over silly things
She’d grab his leg
And tell him to pet her
Which made him feel better
She’d go out at times
And have to call him
To let her back in
He did things
Which annoyed her
Such as have other
Furballs
Live with them
She was fine with other
Humans
Especially the one who came
When her human left for a
Time
For, of course,
The old man came back.
She did not like being
Moved
Out of her home
But her old human
Kept her from
Leaving
She knew he needed
Her
So got used to the moves
And the other humans
Who stayed from time to
Time
And corralled the other
Furballs
When they were there
‘Cause she was an Alpha.
(to be continued)

- in memoriam Kookala (c. 2000-Nov. '19)