Go Back Home, Jack

Recently we took in a cat, Jack, from a friend who became too ill to care for him. With two well established cats in the house, Chloe and Star, the inclusion of this much younger cat took some adjustments. This poem is written in the rhythm (somewhat) of the Ray Charles tune, Hit the Road, … More Go Back Home, Jack

Mairzy Doats

lavender laughter filled the carrolled down windows, April 1962singing with abandon“Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy”giggling, dad and daughterboth too old to be so sillyboth savoring flickers of youth Hear the silly song my dad and I loved: Mairzy Doats, Did anyone else have fun songs they sang on … More Mairzy Doats

Sweet Baby James

My teen days sangto the melancholy balladsof James Tayloras I climbed my way to adulthood Being a teen was a mixtureof fire and rain,young adulthood came on likesteamroller bluesthen parenthood, (how sweet it is)mixed with career andmore fire and rain The challenge of growing upwas to find the right hand-holdsecure a solid toe-holdto scale the … More Sweet Baby James