Where there’s an olive •
there can be a martini •
waiting for some ice. Continue reading →
Mid-April rain and green Hinting by the roadway’s edge Greens of trees waiting.
Above the valley, grey and winter-tired, skipping across the worn out landscape, the sun reaches out, stretching from the west, leaning over the lavender pools cupping in his golden hand this rounded crest a cheek glowing with love. The blue … Continue reading →
Nite Nite is our close, •
the end of our nightly chat •
nite nite. love you. k. Continue reading →
What will the readers think of all this? •
Will they welcome the break from cat haiku? Continue reading →
There are people who have money and people who are rich.
