Friday, October 30, 2020

The autumness

 The beauty of autumness 

Helps us forget 

That the world 

Is a mess.

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

stupor beets

Although we dwell in this stage of decrepitude,
 we have decided to embrace a happy attitude.
we started to imbibe these here powdered beets.
By fogeyitis we will not accept defeat. 
As you can tell by this pic borrowed from my phone,
the taste is gross do not try this at home
gonna guzzle another glass at the end of this poem

Monday, October 26, 2020

the rise of fall

the rise of fall

as leaves cascade

oblivious to

our charade

the chaos that

we seem to stir

leaves floating by

seem to almost purr.

Fall leaves

 Fall leaves are feathers from trees who cannot fly.

Sunday, October 25, 2020

Big puff

 Big puff does not worry about the cold

Nor think about growing old.

The last rose

 The last rose slowly lowered her head 

As autumn beckons her 

To bed.

Saturday, October 24, 2020

National Black Cat Day October 27

 we love to be kitties

we love to play

we are black cats

and this is our day

we are not fodder for


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!

Monday, October 19, 2020

by love

we are a moving entity. we sail from port to port, smoothly or battered about by the waves of circumstance. our voyage is one of fits and starts. pauses and repeats. the seas flourish as we traverse, in the glaring sun or behind the clouds of the moon.
it is love that guides. that star that shines brightly, or slips away.
beckoning, withdrawing, beckoning again.
by love
for love
with love
of love. ❤️❤🎢

Friday, October 16, 2020

So laced

 In the ponder of wander,

The restless mind

Seeks solace.

Thursday, October 15, 2020

One of those daze

 Went to laundry room downstairs 

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.



Sunday, October 11, 2020


 πŸ‹πŸ»‍♂️🎢🧘🏻‍♀️Old is bold🧘🏻‍♀️πŸŽΆπŸ‹πŸ»‍♂️

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Puppies milled

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

Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Sing i

 I sing to the sky 

The sun the clouds 

The world below

Both soft and loud.

Monday, October 5, 2020

the time is never enough

 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



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


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.


 Sparroweye what do you see

As I look at you

Do you look

At me

Friday, October 2, 2020

World farm animals day

 We want to live

We want to play

Be kind to us

Each and every day 

With love,

All farm animals 


 I am gonna take off mommy’s copycat mask

Humans are such an onerous task.

Magic Mikey ❤️🦜

How I adopted the aforementioned:


 Be kind..please rewind 

Thursday, October 1, 2020


little black puppy

The little puppy
In his secret land
Just relaxing,
Nothing planned
As he revels
Insights and sounds
Filled with love
and compassion
For all that surrounds


 Good news always reminds us that out there, there is kindness 


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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings