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Meowing loudly

demanding..

what?

She is a cat

and I do not speak feline.

More meows,

a few more pets

and she leaves.

Was that what she wanted?

I’ll never know.

Day light savings time.

Time zones.

Amplitude Modulator.

Eastern Pacific Time.

Mountain Standard Time.

Western Hemisphere.

Laughing out Loud.

WTF.

So many scams

were used

and succeeded

with this simple

yet effective tool.

For those who are honest

it brought about shame

and mistrust.

Now

these days

all we hear

is

prepay

or no getting the goods.

Wow, he’s got a full parkade to himself.

Three stories.

For free.

That is what the sign says.

Next to the Coliseum.

Al Levents

Parking

Free.

I wonder who would be rich enough

to fill the entire parkade

with only their vehicles?

I sure hope he is willing to let others use his parkade.

Mainly because there are many kinds of events

happening at the Coliseum

and it would be nice if everyone

had someplace to park

for all events.

A poem is a poem

and a cat is a cat.

Everything is well

until you have to scratch your back.

Then moving the cat

curled up on your chest

is the biggest problem

you will ever face.

To let them sleep

or to disturb them?

The cat will go away eventually

but so will the itch.

Who will win this war?

Certainly not you!

Habits that creep up on you.

People doing their small annoying things.

Ignoring the realities of the day.

Sleeping when you should be rising.

Driving yourself to finish

the one last mission in the game

before realizing the hour in the early early morning.

Despairing of the plague fatigue

as it keeps you from walking outside.

Neighbours complain of loud noises at night.

And yet

you’re the good guy.

It is a Covid socially distanced meeting.

Each week in the back of our vans.

We sit with a coffee and talk.

For sanity’s sake.

We have an unexpected visitor.

The caws are answered by my friend.

We feel blessed and hope

this week it visits us again.

Religion is a main part of life.

Whether we go to church,

meditate

or simply honor those who came before us.

What we do in our hearts is reflected

in our everyday actions.

No one knows what happens after death

but how we live until then

that is our major accomplishment.

I hope we all live a good life.

No matter what we choose to believe.

The cat curls up on my chest.

The purrs rumble loudly

before slowly dying down.

She stretches and yawns

before ambling towards my legs.

There she curls up next to me.

As I fall asleep she comforts me

and I her.

In these days where we can not hug our friends

I am thankful for this small mercy

wishing those who don’t have a pet

at least have someone.

Someone who can bring them comfort.

It is hard.

So hard.

To tear yourself away.

Fascinated you want to stay.

Logic demands you leave.

Or at least look away.

Yet somehow you remain.

Lost and full of wonder.