Poetry “Hard Sell”
A final thought, in magnetic poetry:
eyes of grass and moonlight
you are the universe in one tiny measure
how is it none will take you home
A final thought, in magnetic poetry:
Being naive, I googled “oriental vs. Asian” to see where I had gone astray. I hate unintentionally offending anybody; I prefer any offensive remarks to be painstakingly planned. My first hit was: Model Minority: The Guide to Asian American Empowerment. Until this very moment, I had been quite unaware of either the “left-wing-politically-correct-thought-police-mind-control” or the…
The Mojave tell a story of the earliest days when the First People lived in perpetual darkness deep within the earth. Desperate for a better life, they sent a hummingbird out to find light. Searching the cracks and crevices of their underground world, the hummingbird finally finds a difficult, twisting way to climb to the…
Well, we did have lima beans for dinner Friday, along with a couple of small steaks I’d bought on sale and then left to languish in the back of my freezer. It’s a tiny freezer compartment, and I have no idea how I could have managed to forget anything in there, but apparently I managed…
Last night The Professor, The Architect and I went out to dinner at a local Indian restaurant. The Architect happened to mention a show he heard on PBR regarding advances in Alzheimer’s research that showed promise. The research involved the use of vaccinations to help people develop antibodies against the amyloid plaques that Alzheimer’s victims…
I just visited Charlie Chaplin’s Diary, and his last entry asks everyone to get out the phone book, find three odd ball names, and post them in his comment section. I did that, and had a blast, and I’m dying to see what other people can come up with. Give it a try, and pass…
Yup, Happy Birthday to me. Forty-five years ago, at 6:00 a.m., I made my world debute. A small side-note of interest: my father was Rh+ and my mother Rh-. I am Rh+, and so was born with Rh incompatibility syndrome. I was one of the lucky ones, in that my case was relatively mild and…
Perhaps a parable about cats??
🙂
I was once the animal warden of this tiny village. In one month I trapped 90 feral cats living in one colony. I, too, knew it meant doom for those cats and I hated to do it. The flip side was, most of them were showing signs of URI, they were all underweight, and they were making a terrible mess of the neighborhood. I looked at the risk to "owned" cats in the neighborhood (there are no leash laws for cats in this county), the fact that these cats were using peoples gardens for their litterboxes and decided it was the absolute best thing I could do. I still felt horrible about it. *sigh*. I am sure that colony originated from someone who didn’t have their cat spayed. Makes you want to hurt people, doesn’t it?
I had to look up the word feral… It’s much easier for everyone else to resist the darling kitty…when they know, as we knew, you’d take care of it.
Good luck finding her a home!
~QE
I look forward to the fable – if you don’t put it into your diary, pls let me know where I may be able to read it.
Thank you for your comments.
The supposed NO quotes to were lame. And I wonder if Goethe’s has been translated poorly?
Darling wee Dekyi. Beautiful poem *smile*
thub
Shame on Sharon for dumping you like that!
I’m smiling wide and I’m keeping my lips sealed because the "I knew it" is trying to find a way out. Seriously though, I didn’t know it, I was worried. Hoped that you might keep her or keep her until you find her a new home, but wasn’t sure because you never mentioned the possibility. Good for dear little Dekyi.
i run into my building so that i don’t hear it if one of the 2 dogs roaming the streets by itself every evening gets hit by a car. the street in front of my apartment building is non-stop traffic. people will never learn that:
1. you always supervise your pet(s) when they are outdoors
2. use a lead when walking your dog, keeps them alive longer.
i’m still holding out hope someone here will take the kitten.