Poem-A-Day #300 : On An Aging Cat

On An Aging Cat

He moves a little more careful
a sort of think-pause before settling

He stares into the sunlight
as it fills the living room with warm

Hungrier and restless
he is a shuffle about the house at night

He is drinking only from the bathtub
the blankets are never empty of him

Somehow he wants more lap
his claws less ready

Poem-A-Day #208 : Four Separated People Looked Trustingly

Four Separated People Looked Trustingly

The house steadied
                                        located them

Eddies of air          the center of consciousness
                 
                     somehow separated

Welcome
                     Welcome

                     Can you make a martini?