Light and Shadow

Green light of his eye holds a soulful gaze He lays in the comfort of red and gold Hardness of life digs into clouded daze The stress of being cat cannot be sold “Hey mom?” “Yes, Gibbs?” “Watcha doing?’ “Trying to write a sonnet or poem about you.” “I hope you are telling everyone that I’m a good boy.” You are, buddy, most days…” His world has changed somewhat for the better Gray paws roam free without prison’s firm gateRead more

Courtesy in Three Words

“On your left!” This is a common courtesy shout-out that bicyclists are supposed to give others on the trail system rather than silently passing and scaring the crap out of the person or persons walking or biking on the right. I’ve already noticed that this courtesy has been in short supply as the weather has turned warmer. I’m not sure if bikers are embarrassed to say those three words, if they don’t know they are supposed to say those threeRead more

An Observation of Fantasy TV

Natasha and I have had an ongoing observation. A question, really. “How come we could never drink at work?” It comes from viewing the fantasy of television and movies, where there’s never an inappropriate time or place to have a drink. On NCIS, Director Vance has a stock of adult refreshment in plain view and will occasionally offer a dram of golden liquid to one of his employees. On A Discovery of Witches, the vampire drinks red wine in hisRead more

I am white

I am white. I don’t know what it’s like To fear Discrimination, bigotry, name-calling, death under a knee I am white Brought up in a white community With white friends I don’t know what it’s like To feel how you feel To live your existence To have a history of constant oppression and special rules Fighting, protesting for survival I am white I have been privileged In ways I still don’t understand My fear is different and now feels likeRead more

A Bad Remake

“It’s the same thing every day, Clean up your room, stand up straight, pick up your feet, take it like a man, be nice to your sister, don’t mix beer and wine ever…oh yeah, don’t drive on the railroad tracks.” ~Phil Connors~ Groundhog Day It’s Day 72 of working from home during a pandemic. I’m fine except some days I feel like Phil, on repeat, only as a woman with a brother. While no two days have been exactly alike,Read more

Resilience and Sacrifice

It’s Memorial Day in the United States. This is a federal holiday when we honor military personnel who have died while serving in the U.S. Armed Forces. I am reminded of the elderly neighbor downstairs, Clyde, who passed away two years ago on this day. He was a Navy man who donned his original uniform every year and either marched in the Memorial Day parade or paid homage by watching the parade with his wife. Clyde was proud to haveRead more

Most, Ever

Why is it when I saw this cat and quote on one of my cat calendars, I immediately thought of Mr. Gibbs. This guy. I thought, “I don’t need an annoying ghost, I already have an annoying cat.” A cat that yowls for food and attention and nothing. A cat that refuses to let me sleep in. Ever. A cat that doesn’t want to follow the rule of no visits to the kitchen. A cat who believes his needs areRead more

SoCS – Against the Rules

“In other words…” Rolling around my head But I am brain dead “What to write?” The white matter cried Sorry, they’re fried “I have no clue.” Perhaps I can cheat? From the prompt of last week “In other words…” I have none of those Emptiness exposed “I hate the block!” It cramps my style Thoughts in a messy pile “Where’s Cheryl’s bar?” I might need a beer and weekend cheer “In other words…” La-la-la-la-la-la-la Nothing…gah! “Much like pullling teeth…” There’sRead more

Clueless

It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can’t see. ~Eleanor Farjeon~ I see what he sees, in the fuzzy distance. But I am clueless over his thoughts. Is she friend or foe to him, in this particular instance?   Does he ponder a gesture of friendship, or the pounce of an attack? The scene could be two cats, merely relaxing a few feet apart, or the onset of a game…the principal players plotting toRead more

Countdown 2014 (from the Gibbs Journal)

January          Polar Vortex? I do not know the meaning, only that the human has cursed those two words since the beginning of December, 2013. It sounds awful, like hell on earth, and the cursing usually occurs as the human walks in the door, literally shaking. This polar vortex must be out there, somewhere along winter’s landscape, holding court with the snowflakes and ice. I press my nose against the patio door window and am surprised by how cold it feels.Read more