After seeing a garage sale poster tacked to a pole that read, everything must go, I went to look for unusual items, bargains and oddities at the Devil’s garage sale. He was going to take some time off, maybe even retire he said. He was wanting to get rid of so many items he’ had been collecting over the centuries. I came across many items, but one in particular caught my eye… and the devil himself gave me a bargain and no haggling was needed.

Sometimes if you are a skinny skinny or a fatty fatty or even a shorty shorty, no one is aware. So many things go under the radar in life and no one really knows…

but on the odd occasion …

A poem of dedication that I just wrote this morning. “The Dream of Dreams We Dream” … enjoy.

Two poems selected randomly from my second book of poetry entitled, “A Pilgrimage to My Soul”

‘Violins Playing’ / ‘Dream of You’

Death has been a good friend of mine ever since I was a young child. He’s always been there for me, if I ever needed him. I can always tell when he’s close by as I can smell him … but he doesn’t smell the way you might think he would … it’s much better than you may think.

I have always loved animals. I don’t trust someone who doesn’t love animals and I don’t trust someone who an animal doesn’t love. I love spending time with cats and dogs, horses, and goats… I love all animals. We could learn so much from them. they are so highly aware, kind, dedicated, and live in the moment. I’m grateful to be sharing the planet with animals, and I can honestly say I love animals more than quite a few people … enjoy.

This poem “Coffee Cats” was inspired by a series of ink drawings of cats drinking coffee. It started with one quirky cat drawn for fun while I enjoyed my morning coffee and soon the one drawing turned into ten … then twenty, then thirty and now its much past fifty or sixty I’m sure. Each cat is a unique character and now many have names. We all get along famously and the inspiration we share, along with our love of coffee, has led me to write a poem about my menagerie of caffeinated cats … Enjoy.

Two random poems read from my second book of poetry, ‘A Pilgrimage To My Soul”. “Forgetting My Madness” and “If You Decide to Stay”

Magical and wonderful things can happen … but when they are happening on more than a few occasions, you know the magic is real and floating through the cosmos can become a daily occurrence.

Sometimes your dreams will come true… sometimes your bones tell your heart what has happened, especially if your heart is floating on a beautiful breeze … uplifted and content in a way that has changed your entire being.