February 9, 2017

Unique crystal world
disappears before our eyes-
common slush remains.

February 8, 2017

Even beneath snow
there is life, promise of spring-
hibernate for now.

February 7, 2017

We complain, then we
gain more snow- perhaps we should
suffer in silence.

February 6, 2017

Normally we'd gloat
about spring blooms- seems we crowed
one too many times.

February 5, 2017

Stay away Monday,
no one wants you to visit-
weekend stay always.

February 4, 2017

Smiling couple may
enshroud life-changing news- two
may in fact be three.

February 3, 2017

Life growing inside
me, small, camera shy- who
you are yet unknown.

February 2, 2017

Groundhogs, not cats used
to predict weather- no cat
would cooperate.

We are gods, not barometers.

February 1, 2017

Who could resist a
face like this? Feed me tuna
now, human servant.

January 31, 2017

Bouquet of sunshine,
sight pulls me from woefulness-
Gerbera daisies.

January 30, 2017

The road is lonely,
but real beauty still exists-
seek and you shall find.

January 29, 2017

Sunday morning the
humans have too much time- their
idle hands vex me.

January 28, 2017

Is every day a

weekend day for cats? The wink

tends to confirm this.

January 27, 2017

Overwhelmed by the
enormity of future-
one tiny package.

January 26, 2017

Selfies can be tough
to nail- if only I had
opposable thumbs.

January 25, 2017

Every day I take
lithium- my bipolar
brain is odd, not crazed.

January 24, 2017

Two colds in a month,
a dubious honour- I
don't need a third, thanks.

January 23, 2017

Sore throat blooming, I
rely on indoor garden
for hope- spring in reach.

January 22, 2017

Can't remember the
feeling of wearing jeans- waist
lost to create life.

January 21, 2017

A day of rest is
key for cats- let's honour them,
sleep on Caturday.

January 20, 2017

Christmas cactus knows
not it's January- I'd
rather forget too.

January 19, 2017

Close the blinds right now,
can't bear to face this day- when
it rains dogs, cat sleeps.

January 18, 2017

Can't see the sun, dark
clouds all around- Apollo's
chariot seems lost.

January 17, 2017

Even when my world's
in chaos, I can look to
you- the Zen of cat.

January 16, 2017

Boatful of spring bulbs,
carry me from winter- I
need a new season.

January 15, 2017

The Sunday blues are
grey around here- writer's block
crowds blank laptop screen.

January 14, 2017

I'll hide away and
rest today while others play-
sleepy Saturday.

January 13, 2017

This seat is taken,
heating pad and all. Find a
new place- love, The Cat.

January 12, 2017

Face the light, even
when it's blinding- leave all the
darkness behind you.

January 11, 2017

This door is armed. With
what wonder alarmed passers-
by- we'll never know.