#SoCS: I Drive to this Place

I drive to the forest I hide in the forest Breathing in cool air I know in this place It is a safe space For a grumbly soul to bare I ride past a thousand trees The blue of lake’s seas And give two legs a dare Twists and turns abound Up and down without sound In sync with a gravelly stare I drive because I must The heat at home an angry bust The heart finds its weather loveRead more

Attack of the Catnip Banana

“We are never more fully alive, more completely ourselves, or more deeply engrossed in anything than when we are playing.” -Charles Schaefer- Gibbs the cat loves his catnip banana. Gibbs enjoys playing “attack of the catnip banana” with the human. The human obliges with a hint of mischief, a bit of delight, wary of the claws that don’t always land on the banana (if you know what I mean) (I mean skin piercing and blood could be involved if notRead more

The Path of Choice

  Trails of recreation paths of molten black and quarry jewels lined with viridescent birch, oak, evergreen burgundy maple, crimson sumac bodies of blue-green lake and river Lanes of wandering city paths of urban concrete and paint edged with manicured lawns, perennial color nouveau riche grandeur, facades of long ago structures of brick, mortar, steel, glass Roadways of speed racer paths of the fast and serious  hemmed with gravel and shaking grass topography careening by miles of twists, turns, incline,Read more