Catching In the Know

Catching myself in the know

Intercepting

the confusion

of my limbo

How to show

if what I know

holds

Or becomes

merely a dark cloud

hovering

Where hopes

aren't supposed to die

  

Nature's Vibration

You talk of nature's vibration

Togetherness

Why isn't it clear

the shifting sands are

buried by violent waves

Never to become

part of nature's vibration

Nature's path remains

cleared only by it's light

When we open our eyes

  

Simio and Willow

Simi likes a comfy lap,
when curling up.
He likes a soft belly
for his head to rest,
and a chest
to possess.
(Velour pants are best.)

Simi runs to grab
these resting places -
before Miss Willow does!

And then Miss Willow
becomes a pillow too.

In Loving Memory of Simio

March 21, 2012 - May 11, 2020