This is in memoriam of my brother’s cat named Silly. The name was not the only unusual thing about her. She was such a different kind of cat right off, her fur soft as mole hair, and a shiny bright white. The pink nose set it off, especially when she played hard, causing it to flush… Continue reading Silly Cat
Poem about a cat
My dearest feline, how I miss your loveThat you bestowed on me and me alone You were my faithful friend, my precious doveYou made my lonely house a happy home You did not care for others, only meYou shunned their touch, their voice, their very sightYou showed them your disdain so openlyYou hissed and scratched… Continue reading Poem about a cat
Jim Beam
It was my first summer in Northern Arizona when I met him. He was tall and strong, with a look of regalness about him. I could not help but move towards him, to touch his outstretched muzzle, and stroke his neck while he uttered soft nickers of approval. He was in a stall, away from… Continue reading Jim Beam
Meandering Thought on Modern Art
The illusion created by an artist’s endeavor is not necessarily created to please or placate the masses. It is to show, and focus, with unnerving accuracy on the mortality of life versus the immortality of Dreams. The projection of such ideals on the two-dimensional plane of a canvas make it a perfect medium for a… Continue reading Meandering Thought on Modern Art
Song of Life – Oregon
The sun shines brightly upon puffs of clouds that gather like herds grazing In a pasture of baby blue. The larger clusters gather round the abundant hills as cows will to water and shade on a very warm day. One mountain with its ancient, snowy top, lofts high above the others. The biggest group of… Continue reading Song of Life – Oregon