ONCE IS ENOUGH
The simple.
The pure.
The first time.
Done once.
Done the right way.
The pure.
The first time.
Done once.
Done the right way.
meawbin:Creepy Cat 11-20For a lighter moment.
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Sunday, December 22, 2019
Thursday, April 19, 2018
WE OPEN AT SUNSET
Why open at sunset?
Why wait until your flowers are dried out
from being in the sun all day?
Is the store an after work hobby?
In my mind’s eye, I can see the owner.
The sun is low in the deepening blue sky.
The young man pedals quickly on his bicycle
and parks below the red and white striped awning.
The dark-haired man rushes to his plants
who lie before him wilting.
He grabs them and brings them inside.
I cross the street and peek into the window.
The man tends to the leaves with a fine mister,
then soaks their dirt with a yellow watering can.
He lines them up on the table beneath the window,
rearranging them by size from smallest to tallest.
Before my shocked eyes, the plants stand straighter.
The leaves spread out to hold each other’s hands.
The man steps back with a happy expression on his face.
Our eyes meet through the glass.
He holds my gaze before turning away.
He’s seen me.
His eyes seek mine.
I hold my breath.
A slow smile wings across his face,
dimpling his plump cheeks.
His hand waves for me to enter.
I pull open the glass door as the bell chimes.
The fragrant scent of flowers wafts to my nose
from the shelves of plants around the small room.
I stand beside the tall and handsome man.
Together we watch the plants as they stretch their stems
to the sun streaming through the window.
I whisper, “Why did you wait a whole day to water them?”
He faces me. “That is the way.”
I scrunch my nose as I glance up. “What way?”
He smiles, and his dimples reappear. “The way of the prior owner who told
me to water them only at sunset, and that I should never forget.”
I shrugged. “What would happen if you forgot?”
His stare takes on a faraway look. “These are special plants that must be
watered the same time every day or else they will die.”
“Amazing,” I murmur.
The setting sun lights the plants with an orange glow.
The sun retreats to its bed for the night.
The plants follow suit and drop hands, their leaves standing up straight.
“What happens now?” I ask.
He smiles. “They go to sleep.”
“Sweet.”
His dark blue gaze falls on me. “Would you like to accompany me
to dinner this evening?”
My head pops up. “Will you explain more about the plants?”
His dimples deepen. “Of course. And we can share our names.”
I giggled. “That’s right. I don’t know yours.”
“But I know yours, Amy.”
“How–?”
He takes my arm and places it in the crook of his. “All will be explained.”
To be continued
To be continued
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Monday, May 1, 2017
A BORING AFTERNOON AT THE PET STORE
A BORING AFTERNOON AT THE PET STORE
A boring afternoon at the pet store.
“What to do? What to do?”
the white cat pondered to herself.
The only movement was an annoying fly.
It flew around the store.
The four kittens followed the fly with their eyes.
In fact, they couldn’t keep their eyes off it.
The fly was black and furry.
It had unusual yellow stripes down its back.
The smallest cat wanted it for a new baby brother.
The Tom cat wanted to swat the thing with his tail.
The fly finally landed.
On the Tom cat’s nose.
“Ouch,” Tom cat screamed out.
“It bit me!” he said while rubbing his nose.
Fluffy, the big white cat, ran over to Tom.
She said,”It didn’t bite you but stung you.”
“Oh no! Oh no! What should I do?”
Tom ran around in circles.
The white cat moved closer to look at his nose.
“It’s fine. If it swells, we’ll put ice on it. It looks better
than the poor fly.”
The four cats looked down at the fly lying on the ground.
“It gave its life so it could sting you,” Fluffy said.
“But why would it do that?” Tom looked confused.
“It’s the way of life,” Fluffy said in a sad voice.
“I know! We should bury it with a service and all.”
The little voice came from the youngest kitten.
They all agreed with him.
Not having a yard for a burial, they wrapped the fly
in a tissue and were going to flush it down the toilet.
But first, the youngest, Squeaky, said a few words.
Squeaky was sad that the fly didn’t even have a name.
“Let’s call her Miss Bee,” Fluffy suggested to the group.
“Why? It was a fly.” Squeaky was upset.
“No, my dear, she was a bee. And that is why she stung Tom.”
Squeaky began to cry.
After wiping his nose and eyes, Squeaky agreed to call
her Miss Bee.
“Goodbye, Miss Bee. We’re sorry we didn’t get to know you
better. I hope you make friends in your new life.”
With that said, Squeaky flushed the toilet and watched
Miss Bee float away to her new life.
“Goodbye Miss Bee,” Squeaky said. “We’ll miss you.”
HAPPY AS A MOUSE
Source:magic-moon-vibes
I’d like to be happy as a mouse,
living under a dotted mushroom,
giving me shade from the sun
and nourishment late at night.
Thursday, March 2, 2017
ISLAND IN THE SUN
A kitten aboard a floating victoria water lily pad in the Philippines, circa 1935
My own island.
Floating in the sun.
My own heaven.
Of lily pads.
Monday, May 23, 2016
Friday, May 20, 2016
Monday, April 4, 2016
HIDING BY BEING GREEN
I’m hiding by being green.
On this leaf I won’t be seen.
My orange eyes are watching you.
But yours can’t see me in the dew.
Monday, February 29, 2016
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
A FLEETING MEMORY
Those precious words,
"Mommy, pick me up."
Who hasn’t heard them?
The young voice.
The little squeak of pleasure.
The happy little face.
Remember it.
Enjoy it.
Savor it.
For soon it will only
be a fleeting memory.
Thursday, November 5, 2015
Friday, February 20, 2015
WE ARE WOLVES
WE ARE WOLVES
We are wolves.
We are one.
We stay together.
Watch each others’ backs.
Hunt together.
Play together.
We are one.
Stay away.
Stay clear.
And stay alive.
Monday, February 16, 2015
WHAT TO DO?
WHAT TO DO?
Life can be boring.
Ho hum
What to do?
Climb a tree.
Roll in the grass.
Take a nap.
I know.
I’ll go hunting.
I forgot.
I don’t have to.
I’m in a zoo.
Ho hum.
I’ll take a nap.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS PART II
What is that noise?
I am on the other side of the door,
but I don't know where this could be.
The darkness is finally clearing.
I can see grass.
Trees.
And...
What is that?
Three rabbits in a pink car
drive up to me.
The darkest one gets out.
He hops over to me.
With a grin on his face,
he says, "Welcome to Rabbit Land."
He then goes back into the car
and drives away.
How strange.
How unusual.
Am I in a dream?
Or maybe a nightmare?
I hear bells.
Wedding bells?
Is there going to be a wedding?
Find out tomorrow.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
NEVER GIVE UP
NEVER GIVE UP
Never give up.
Keep your head up high,
little one.
Keep on fighting.
No matter how hard, or
how fruitless it may seem.
The road my be long and bumpy.
Full of pot holes and road blocks.
It is worth it.
It is always worth it.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
A FLEETING MEMORY
Those precious words,
"Mommy, pick me up."
Who hasn’t heard them?
The young voice.
The little squeak of pleasure
once you bend down.
The happy little face
gazing up at you.
Remember it.
Enjoy it.
Savor it.
For soon it will only
be a fleeting memory.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?
What did you say?
Are you talking to me?
You don’t like my stripes?
Well, I don’t like your clothes.
At least my outfit is waterproof.
Friday, August 29, 2014
MEOW!
I know everything.
I know what you’re doing
and what you’re thinking.
Nothing surprises me anymore.
I know what to expect out of life.
All I need is food and a comfortable
place to sleep.
All else is unimportant.
Goodbye silly human.
I need my beauty sleep.
Meow!
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