an encore can only last so long
eventually the stage is empty.
after an up and down week
bob seger, in today’s paper,
had just the right message.
Sep20
Monthly Archives: September 2018
Sep19
superpowers.
the grandies offered me a chance
to choose my superpower –
flight, strength, invisibility, speed, or shape shift?
i chose invisibilty
got inside of the machine
they powered it up
when i came out
they confirmed that i was now invisible.
except for my feet
which did not fit in the box.
i can live with that.
—
“the things that make us different, those are our superpowers.”
-lena waithe
Sep18
encore une fois. (once again)
glenn frey the rocker, (r.i.p.) and the eagles returning for one of many expected encores. 
glenn frey the cat has returned for a very unexpected encore.
his doctor gave him a last minute reprieve
offered him another chance
with new protocols and fingers crossed.
it may not last long
he’s not in pain
and is purring again
so we’ll take it one encore at a time.
he and i were both equally surprised
olive took it all in stride.
glenn still has no idea how big he really is
the lumbering giant
thinks he’s a kitten
knocking over everything in his way
he’s lived at least 3 lives since i’ve known him
that means 6ish still to go
and he’s still not ready to leave the stage for good, just yet.
—
“the encore is the short piece after the program has finished,
where the performer brings out something the audience doesn’t expect.”
-hillary hahn
Sep17
our last day.
we spent our last day together
glenn frey the cat, not the rocker
olive the cat, not the oil
and me.
glenn has taken a turn for the worse
and is quickly slowing down
resting in his favorite place
with olive refusing to leave his side
the three of us
sit in the quiet
just breathing
looking out at the signs
of the seasons changing
taking in the breezes.
i think back to his multiple rescues
his funny, crazy ways
his very loud voice
how i often spelled his name wrong
how he acted tough at first
but was really such a gentle giant
how he tried to camouflage himself in the vines and flowers
how he welcomed another rescue, tiny olive
into our little family.
in the morning
there will be
just two of us left
when we return to this room
as we say farewell
to our sweet friend, glenn frey.
even the flowers are sad.
Sep16
where hobbies, hijinks, and capers go bad = my childhood #6
(not my actual sale, this one is 70 miles long, but you get the feel of it)
—
there was that time
when i decided the best way to earn some quick cash
was to have a yard sale.
so i dragged our lemonade stand table out into the front yard
threw a plastic tablecloth over it
made a sign
covered it with stuff to sell
opened for business
let the cash flow begin!
a couple of friends and their sibs
stopped by on bikes
to check it out
i quickly made 57 cents
things were humming along at a nice pace
the venture was looking promising
i thought i’d do this each weekend
maybe hire an assistant
deciding what i’d do with all the cash
until
my sister came marching out of the house
to see what was going on
realized that i was selling her stuff
my mom soon followed
and that business closed pretty quickly.
—
“three dollars and it only transports matter?!”
(at professor frink’s yard sale – homer simpson)
fictional character from the animated tv series created by matt groening, the simpsons
—
image credit: cbc.ca
Sep15
taradiddle.
i’m hearing an awful lot of this lately.
can you use it in a sentence?
—
image credit: ruby lane
Sep14
the next one.
kinder climbs to the top and reaches back down.
—
“the way I see it, if you climb the wall,
you reach back down and help the next one up.”
-carolyn aronson
Sep13
on the wall.
Finally! Your color-on-the-wall childhood dreams just became a reality.
All you need is this black-and-white floral wallpaper and some washable markers.
—
“you have to color outside the lines once in a while
if you want to make your life a masterpiece.”
-albert einstein
—
image credit: etsy.com
Sep12
hiding.
someone must have tipped these two off
and told them
that they were going to see the vet today.
“you can keep as quiet as you like,
but one of these days somebody is going to find you.”
― h
― h
Sep11
a million flowers.
“bees do have a smell, you know,
and if they don’t they should,
for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.”
-ray bradbury – dandelion wine
—
summer 2018, ann arbor
I didn't have my glasses on.... 