Early morning thoughts

by

  Day, season, time-lapse writing warms light of cold dark creations’ paper

Cat Smells

by

Is it possible to create pun Haiku? Cat mound licking fur, feathers covering the floor,   smells of Cardinal sin    

St. Patrick’s Day Hiccup (Hiaku-p?)

by

Green beer and French Wine  churn lava in the stomach  Green and Orange erupt.    

Lame for 2 reasons

by

Part of me is French Canadian, but the vast majority of my genome is Irish. Yes.  I’m Irish and I can’t drink booze. How Lame Is That! At the very least, it means… Continue reading

The Secret of Longevity is Levity?

by

 One of the things not on my to-do list:  Living to be 110. Oldest Holocaust survivor, Alice Herz-Sommer, dies at 110 in London after living in Israel for 40 years. She knew Kafka.… Continue reading

Where to Sleep

by

This was fun to write. It just seemed so….natural. 🙂

Civilization in Haiku?

by

Okay.  I’m awake and obsessed for the moment with trying to figure out Haiku.  I’m choosing a picture I don’t understand–mainly because I could barely see it at the time I took the… Continue reading

Ode to a Cat-dog

by

The poem popped out at me from seeing the picture. Funny how that works.

DRILL AND SPILL

by

JC met me in the lobby, as usual, acting like he was happy to see me.   If I saw me in a lobby today, I wouldn’t be happy to see me.  … Continue reading

Tell Me

by

I do so love writing poems for Cats at the Bar Pictures.