Poetry

The energy level

has increased.

Two balls of fur

running around.

Distracted and distracting.

Thank goodness

sleep was good last night.

And I have coffee.

 

Home late.

Up Early.

Work all day.

Supper is dry.

Energy low.

Friends calling.

Cycle is unbroken.

It begins anew.

Sleep is sacrificial.

Interacting with others.

Playing,

Wanting

and Seeking

Attention.

He just want to join

in the fun

but the kittens

are having none of it.

So long ago

I made them

Help the child?

Descriptive or Expository?

Grammar, I think

you need to…

I’m out of my depth!

Run Away!

Wait, you need to…

Bundles of Curiousity.

Tiny pitons for climbing.

Voices to demand attention.

Fluff that requires stroking.

Adorable little balls of cuteness.

New additions to our household.

The older cat is unimpressed.

We were his people

and now he has to share.

 

The Aircraft circles slowly

I glance up surreptitiously.

He wants to surprise me

Which means he’ll jump out

from behind a bush.

I play along.

I pause in my writings

and look up.

To my surprise

he is in the Aircraft

waving at me.

I laugh as it touches down.

Sometimes it is nice to be surprised.

Cute Stinker Cat.

Radio Cool Tunes.

Best Potato Chip Flavour.

Trip of the Tongue.

Watch the Clouds.

Greatest Memory Mug.

No one listens.

I’m ok … or not.

The bills are arriving.

Christmas is overdue!

I spent HOW much?!

Where’d I get the money…

oh…

Future self, I’m sorry.

Past self was a jerk!

Sleep.

Visit friends.

A chance to relax.

Oh how rare and precious

these moments are.

Things change.

They grow wider.

Or taller.

Sometimes they grow smaller.

Or colder.

My favorite is wiser.

Not necessarily the older.

But even the tiniest seeds grow

and so is my child.