Not Haiku

The cold wakes us up.

The young cat squeaks & squibbles

& runs around as usual.

The old cat & I plod toward the heater.

Sharing the space, we get warm.

Choir of crickets

Choir of crickets —
background to the snores
of humans and cats.

Written Just Now!

The clock ticks,
the cats snore,
snuggling their blankets.

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Worrying
to the tune of a ticking clock
and cat snores.

Written 6 w ago

Ineffectual,
I lie in my sickbed
with cats.

Sorta Kinda Tanka

Bleary and dull,

moving through life half asleep.

And yet, there are cats

and the sound of rain on a roof

and the smell of fresh apples.

Written Yesterday

Two cats sleeping --
one using my foot
as her pillow. 

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Two cats sleep -- 
one balled-up ball of fur snores,
one a silent oval.

I hope that some of the love for these two I feel has come across. I love my cats SO MUCH! 

Cold Fall day... / Looking at flowers...

Cold Fall day--
opened blinds let sun stream;
cats bask in the beams.

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Looking at flowers,
thinking about meditating,
But not doing it.

9/30/15

Two cats lay 
curled in a sliver of sun.
Détente for now.


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Sip apple cider,
crunch the popcorn like Dad did,
remembering him.


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The banality of Fall:
"Decorative" gourds.
"Pumpkin" lattes.


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Red leaves all year--
this maple isn't a good sign
of Autumn.

Two Versions

In the shade of trees,
a cat naps, sprawled on grass.
I'm stuck inside.

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I'm stuck inside.
But, in the shade of trees,
a cat naps.

Chilly morning...

Chilly morning--
I battle it with coffee
in hand, cat on lap.

8/24/14

Cats knead blankets,
settling into balls of fur
on my wide lap.