The Great Continent of Meow

cats, pets, love of animals, party, music, sleep

Animals animals wherever I look can't move an inch they've conquered every nook (and, cranny) kitties sitting pretty everywhere you look except in the other room with lonely 'ol granny who's looking at glossy colored pictures in a cat book. I knew they wanted me to stand on my head to stare and laugh at … Continue reading The Great Continent of Meow

Drifting

drifting, meditation, walking, backyard, birds, lizards, birdbath

I walk outside drifting about within my own meditation for a few minutes and look around at the greenery and stand still. I see my birdbath and it has leaves so I rinse it clean filling it with fresh water I look at the ground lizards on the brick wall bathing in the sun tilt … Continue reading Drifting

Throughout time

throughout time, poetry, steven humphreys, pets, dogs, cats

Throughout time man has loved and virtually worshipped his animals cats and dogs found him maybe a lost kitten or puppy wandered into his cave one cold evening with a soft meow or whimper better no strange caveman wander into the wrong cave unless he wanted his head taken off! but a wide-eyed pup or … Continue reading Throughout time

Crap shoot in Vegas

crap shoot in vegas, poetry, steven humphreys

Throughout your fellow travels lonely road mysteries and faulty babble friends and family squabbles sitting at tables squeak and wobble telling tall fables and stories sun-dried glory egos tiny and humongous barge in on souls amongst us like a well drink soused crap shoot losing spree in Vegas uncle drives away in his smoking rattle trap car forever … Continue reading Crap shoot in Vegas

Around Midnight

books, steven humphreys writer, poetry all night long, poems, prose

Strange happenings in your life you can't control no matter what the strife because that's them you're still you something you're stuck in contention with around midnight cuts like a knife those evil selfish bastards ruined your life all they did was die unpunished that's why I write poetry all night long living on with the … Continue reading Around Midnight

Rain is falling

rain falls mainly in maine, poetry, steven humphreys

rain is falling mainly in Maine Peaks reddening suffering aching watering eyes sedentary plains open mischief disinherited immortality cry from L.A. a banshee's decree immediate woes perfidious is this world fastidious are those unworthy terror rises the calico cat smiles scratching 'Oh my dear! what shall we do?' bow wow meow tweet moo guffaw the sounds the … Continue reading Rain is falling