our blessings to be counted
on butterfly wings
so far the fly
above all the
bad things.
as we sit and contemplate a world forever altered
perhaps by man and by fatepeace here on earth as we reach for the stars!
parrots for peace.
no war,
no more.
no hate.
for love
we wait.
before it
is too late.
So goes the flower
The earth revolves
The flower sits in the dirt
Or above the land
The world of hurt.
The buds push away
The flower no longer heard
Though it still bursts
With sound and word.
The flower ignored all it was told
But then it never thought it
Would grow
Old
how far removed
from all the wicked
human grooves.
no twisted machinations here
just divine colors so
very clear.
they sang so very sweetly, i often would think "they know"
my mom and dad would admire as they played and fed
and when in their little coconuts they would go and
rest their heads.
like me they were not healthy and required a lot of care
and care and love they found, in the best dr's office
anywhere.
then covid came and we could only see them from afar
my humans always asked and wondered how they are.
then the angels up in heaven, asked for four more wings
and up went one than the other.
such is the order of things.
we cried because we miss them and their joy they brought us all
now heaven is blessed to have them
but all who knew them miss them most
of all
magic mikey
whose bars only bar
those that hate
we can choose to cross
this beckoning street
with peace and healing
at our feet.
choose love...as love chooses you!
what does one say
when a dear friend
goes away.
there are no words that
can convey
the love and joy
you brought to each day.
and the pain we feel
without you,
today.
rest on angel wings, pretty kitty
as leaves cascade
oblivious to
our charade
the chaos that
we seem to stir
leaves floating by
seem to almost purr.
we love to play
we are black cats
and this is our day
we are not fodder for
superstitions
nor familiars for spells
we are not halloween prank victims
as anyone with a heart and brain
can tell
so celebrate our feline grace and beauty.
after all, humans
that is your duty!
To quickly do the wash
Ah my dreams of haste
So quickly quashed
Washing machine
I chose left me with
Wet clothes
After two hours of drying I fell
Laundry cart now squashed
The. Elevator needed service
Oh how I need a life cushier
And posh.
puppies, milled
We live here in a puppy mill
It is winter now, and we are
So chilled
When summer comes the
Heat is very strong
Our fur gets matted,
It gets too long
We cannot breathe
We cannot see
we can only feel
our misery
please rescue us
please get us out
we are not human
so we cannot shout
the time is never enough
the rhyme is always rough
the reason the heartbeats
the sounds i hear
so far away
you are not near
if i could set the clock
and redo
all the time i spent with you
more love upon you i
would pour
but now i cannot do
that
anymore
i miss you
kiss you
never dismiss you
i hope you know
i think you do
i did my best
so did you
our last moment
everlast
love is the power
never past.
i will never dig my way
out of this sad
but when i think
of the honor to know you
i am glad.