Animal Magnetism

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  whatever you do, won’t piss off the crow; you can’t walk your alligator on the streets of Chicago; you keep that up and you’ll never have to worry again; looking for drive-by love; everything you need; here at last.  And yes, I did name the protagonist after Julie … Continue reading Animal Magnetism

Bread Cats

I'm needing a bit of a break so I thought I'd run a few of my greatest hits here. Maybe next week too, not sure yet. At any rate, here's a fan favorite that I hope you'll enjoy. After midnight the day-old loaves of bread in the bakery turn into slumbering cats. Some are brown … Continue reading Bread Cats

Life on the Flood Plain

Another original poem for National Poetry Month! This week's offering is a tale of my California childhood, back when the rain was plentiful enough that we'd often watch the winter river rising against the side of the levee. Life on the Flood Plain   Nestled in the south elbow of the levee we are sheltered … Continue reading Life on the Flood Plain

The Day After Yesterday

Written with my Thursday night writing group with the prompts:  the gray cat stared at him, enjoy the ultimate, cockroaches and ghosts shared the space, we are awed by our nine-hour innocence, began five years ago, after the equinox, pete/peat, imagine, landed on my blanket, the day after yesterday, I am from America, I never thought, … Continue reading The Day After Yesterday

Sheltering-in-Place, part 2

Greetings to everyone who is sheltering in place as I am.  How are you?  I am fine.  There are many things we could complain about—and if that’s what you want to do, go ahead and vent in the comments section.  I personally have little to grouse about these days.  I am retired so I don’t … Continue reading Sheltering-in-Place, part 2

Memorie and the Coyote

Written with the prompts:  monster, did it wander off, but that’s why you want to be there, beautiful but scary, slower and more careful, underwater, he started to cry, a cozy place  Memorie is in a cozy pace, propped up with pillows and notebook, iced herbal tea and the most affectionate of her three cats … Continue reading Memorie and the Coyote

Bread Cats

After midnight the day-old loaves of bread in the bakery turn into slumbering cats. Some are brown and toasty, some white and fragrant, some calico dotted with black, brown and golden patches that used to be raisins, apricots, and berries. They stretch, blinking their golden eyes, then pad down off the discount shelves to chase … Continue reading Bread Cats

Schro and His Cat

These are some pretty weird prompts, so please don't read more into it than there is.  This is just for fun.  Prompts:  Jesus was an agnostic, Schrodinger’s cat is gone, two days he’d been waiting, Sweet William-my guitar, the serial killers     Two days he’d been waiting, sitting on the front porch in a … Continue reading Schro and His Cat

Kittens for Christmas

I wrote this a year ago when my cats were just babies.  They’re much more disciplined now—ha! I was sitting on the toilet a half hour ago, getting a clear view of the leather belt I slipped through my denim belt loops this morning, and I noticed it—kitten teeth marks on the end of my … Continue reading Kittens for Christmas

A Tale of Two Kitties

As many of you know, I have two feline companions, Suzanna (aka Zuzu) and Valentine.  They were born in a feral cat colony, littermates and sisters, and now they are happy to be indoor cats.  Obviously, indoor cats need indoor facilities. Used to be I had two criteria for cat litter:  it had to be unscented … Continue reading A Tale of Two Kitties