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and the count continues…

I don’t know who came up with this meme, but it’s been making the rounds. I think it’s brilliant. One caption said, “This is what we know so far.” Yep.

and the count continues…

there seems to be no end in sight
conspirators wait at the gate
provoked by lies, aroused by hate
sycophants brace for one last fight
while others try to do what’s right
we wait, we angst, we bite our nails,
holding our breath, we can’t exhale
but it will all be over soon
we’ll soon be rid of this buffoon
with any luck he’ll land in jail

the cold air is thin
naked tree limbs poke the sky
leaves fall letting go


For Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge – Prompt Word: EXHALE – C-Line Rhyme, combined with the Weekly Haiku Challenge – Prompt Words: COLD/FALL.



leaves bare their pale
undersides kissed by warm
breaths of heaven beneath
cerulean skies dusted creamy
white, the trees lean, softly
swaying, while lusty cicadas’
swelling swoons ache for
a tryst, a one-day stand before
depositing their progeny in the
clay to sleep for a decade or more,
nestlings on the wing twittering
squirrels chirping, life’s symphony,
butter yellow tomato blooms on the
vine, rose petals blanketing the ground
in fragrant crimson, sublime summer
days like this happen once in a blue
moon, sometimes after a storm,
earth damp, murmuring through
the soles of your feet…breathe,
breathe it in dear heart, for
you are born of all this and
more, eden pulsing through
your veins, divinity bursting
from the deep well of your soul


Accidental Cat Lady – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 29

Accidental Cat Lady

I need to remind you, Matilda my dear

it was you who chose me in late May of last year,

delivering four kittens underneath my old house.

I couldn’t just leave you like some heartless louse.

I rescued you, fed you, found everyone homes.

Now safe from the streets you are, never to roam.

But since you have joined my cat family, now six

you still run and hide, when I’m too close, you hiss!

It’s clear I’m your servant, there’s no doubting that,

slaving away while you sleep and grow fat!

Would it kill you, Matilda, to trust me a bit,

bring your feral butt over and let me love it?

I need to remind you, Matilda my dear

you chose well with me, you have nothing to fear.


I am a reluctant cat lady. I never planned to have SIX cats, but Matilda decided differently when she had her kittens under my front porch! We rescued two boys and a girl ( the white trio above) straight away. The boys mercifully are thriving with another family. The runt, our Frankie is growing like a weed! Matilda and her one all black kitten, Schrodinger, so named because he and his mum eluded capture for over a month, were on the lam long enough to develop a feral attitude! I’m happy to say that after a year they are just now allowing me to touch them lightly, briefly. Baby steps, consistency and a lot of patience is paying off! That makes three new kittens added to my aging brood, Casey (marble/white Tonkinese kitty, age 16), Sebastian (fluffy gray and white, age 18) and his brother Merlin (black and white, tuxedo coat, age 18). I didn’t plan to be a cat lady. But what’s a lover of creatures great and small to do?!

For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 29: write a paean to the stalwart hero of your household: your pet.

it doesn’t make me a bad person…NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 27

it doesn’t make me a bad person…

what some call guilty pleasures, I have done without a thought
day long movie marathons, in pj’s, eating chocolat
I’ll have dessert, even if it tips the scales a tad
no tinge of guilt, no remorse; I refuse to feel bad

who made the rules that said I couldn’t have a taste of cake
thank you but no thanks I’ll be regifting that crass keepsake
oh don’t be such a wuss, you know, I know you’ve done it too
I set the phone on mute and screen the calls as they come through

hit the snooze and hunker down, sleeping in ’til after noon
put off to the last minute things, then lie they’ll be done soon
before you dare to judge me and chastise me for my flaws
its fair that I remind you none of this is set in law

pleasures stolen now and then won’t send a soul to hell
lightening up a bit might be a good thing, who can tell?
if a thing makes you feel guilty, remember you are free
indulge yourself, no regrets, and embrace your joie de vivre!


A review of my so-called flaws for today’s NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 27: write a poetic review of something that isn’t normally reviewed. For example, your mother-in-law, the moon, or the year 2020 (I think many of us have some thoughts on that one!)

The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16

The Greatest in the History of All Things Great, Greatness

We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me,
except for fake news, they’re the enemy,
phony, the worst, agents of the deep state.

I always win bigly, losers I hate.
Mistakes? I don’t make them, never, not me.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!
Everyone tells me it’s so, believe me.

I promise to make America great.
It’s going to be tremendous, you’ll see.
I alone, stable genius…covfefe…
loved by Vlad Putin, Kim Jong Il, and Xi.
We had the most beautiful piece of cake!


For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 16: write a poem of over-the-top compliments. Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can. Go for broke with metaphors, similes, and more.

Well, I had a bit…oh hell, I had a tremendous, stupendous time poking political fun today. I know of no other politician who is more well versed in over-the-top, extravagantly, effusive self-adulation and duplicity than President 45. I used a Rondel, a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. 


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