My Cat and the Dove

Is there more to this

thing called life

than its own face value?

When I look at my cat

he patiently watches the dove

landing near my

sliding glass door

by my Continue reading “My Cat and the Dove”


Smells of the City

The smells of the city

the wind always

blows from west

to east

at exactly the

same time of


here in my town


4 PM

the breeze faithfully


ruffling my big tree’s


steaks on the BBQ

at Continue reading “Smells of the City”