cat, dove, pool, visits me, cool day, overcast
Nature, Pets

My Cat and the Dove

I woke, opened my vertical blinds and looked out and there was my dove. it didn't have its partner. they haven't been together for some time now. I believe they do pair for life once they have decided. I wondered what had happened. the other day I noticed there was a dove who seemed like… Continue reading My Cat and the Dove

those poor souls
Life's ups and downs

Those poor souls

No one understands those poor souls who wake wishing they did not pains end is assuredly coming and then there will be no more one does not see feelings change like the weather until he visits the eye of the storm.  

rotten oak, grandma, pie and ice cream, little kid, poetry, steven humphreys

Rotten oak

Goin' goin', almost gone. tearful drummer muffled  song. goin' to see 'ma grand mam' in Georgia town. midnight's past you're not my home. I didn't last, never shown. always chaste, been there alone. did care, toiled in obscure haste, never shown. neither here, rotten oak withstanding: withered solid cloak. understanding this and that cause' my… Continue reading Rotten oak

I'm sorry, depressed, time, sadness, death, poetry, steven humphreys

I’m sorry

I'm sorry. but, it was not me who did it. time is fleeting. somehow we all know it. yet, we get so distracted. we forget the pure white sand in the hourglass relentlessly streams down and down. flowing. flowing. slowing down for no man be he rich, poor, caring or indifferent, a dignitary or high… Continue reading I’m sorry

conjecture, poetry, confusion, steven humphreys


Things I have never had is trite conjecture wrapped up in a box of contrary lecture I am still me a world within to keep as yours you never hold onto until you let go full measure go on no one enters It is I your friend who never stayed as mentor a friend so… Continue reading Conjecture

again, reincarnation, god, death, poetry, steven humphreys
Humor, Pets

Welcome to kitty land

What if when this life is over you could do it all over again? What if you could push the 'replay' button just like a video? what would you do differently the next time around? would you stand firm resting on your laurels as a statue doing what you thought was the right thing to… Continue reading Welcome to kitty land

heavy thinking, alcohol, poetry, depression, sadness, steven humphreys

Heavy thinking

Heavy thinking midnight drinking bells of Christmas tinkling look at the dictator deep in his face in the flaming 'no blinking' mirror sinking beer belly bread basket no longer care grain alcohol before the fall thought you'd become wiser when nothing to do nowhere to go and those all too beautiful hills became still and… Continue reading Heavy thinking