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  • Nutcracker

    Where is the nutcracker who stands sentry by the front door? or tiny train going round and round looking for Christmas? small fairy sled that’s carried generations of rosy cheeked babes sits in an upstairs corner – waiting. the cats wait too – lazing in a slice of winter sun. Now grown children pop chocolates…

  • The God Heart

    Playfully she folded her hands around his proposing marriage (though he was almost a generation removed) then just as quickly distanced herself from the thought tossing a little laugh over her shoulder This wisp of a child turned her back early on convention – instead held court with small wooden hearts special stones, crystal rocks…

  • Broken Wing

    Tiny bird inside his breast pocket you are like the young three-footed buck and squirrel laying in the rain with a broken hip Science cannot heal all should we have left you to die? Young buck once jumped with a grace man never could squirrel – laughed with a zest unmatched How does your heart…

  • Christmas East

    Something skitters across the room – cats not far behind another bird has been plundered from the garland that winds its way up the stairs why are these cats so sure that the season’s decorations are strictly for their amusement? we have given up believing they will ever stay out of the tree perhaps our…

  • The List

    How shall we celebrate? with eggnog. tree. (doubt there’ll be snow) family, friends. cookies. candles. stack lots of firewood. (oh no. cutter packed) Beth – gingerbread men duty. festival of nine lessons and carols. advent calendar. packed. (will anyone notice) order turkey (vegetarian too) somehow it falls into place. I’m so glad you Always put…

  • Still Life

    Silly old cat, upside down and legs sprouting everywhere like a piece of modern art I would title you “Cat Wrapped Around Fish Bowl” look at yourself – I can hardly stop laughing! can you see them any better from this position? at the window, your birds may scatter when you leap to say hello…

  • Scraps

    1 June Journey back home it all began in California. before we left. Hope Remember when the world was not big enough and somedays were only whispered musings on a summer evening? what made this place any different from a hundred other places? Feelings of anticipation and uncertainty we are finally going home. a little…

  • Custer

    Washington Idaho Montana nothing in every direction. we play with the cats for diversion passing them between our two-car caravan Wyoming breakfast at the Harley and Cowboy truck stop complete with petting zoo buffalo Dakota plains undulate and stretch forever creeping into my consciousness I watch them for a long time – young Indian boys…

  • Rituals

    We lay there – I, draped along the sofa while she curls herself inside the bend of my legs They, by contrast, stand sentry seated side by side in the large chair near the fireplace poised. ready Over and over we replay this scene – Coco and me, Annie and my husband They inevitably glance…