Every four years
we get an extra day
to do with what we please,
not to waste it away.
We carry on
as the soldiers we are
and change nothing at all
which never gets us far.
For 366 days
is a luxury indeed
as we always wish for one more
in our hasty greed.
One extra day
may not seem like much
but spend it being grateful
and don’t use it as a crutch.
No greener grass could grow
than that of my own creation.
Go on, Winter, bring your snow
my grass will grow with elation.
I used to look out the window
and get this kind of sensation
that the grass was greener below
and I would have a temptation.
But now, I most certainly know
it’s not love and dedication
or that I’m reaping what I sow,
it seems to be about hydration
trust me, I’m a cat, I know.
Thunderstruck on Fifth Avenue: A killer and the creator of long-distance radio both lurk within the ranks of high society. One “swan” knows who is who and blabs to her friend, an author who would do anything for a great story. Publishing the story may lead to the capture of an almost perfect killer, but what else is unleashed could be disastrous.
The Road to Other Words: Choosing to return to Great Britain and retrace his steps in order to see what has changed in the last twenty years, a travel writer sets off on foot, rail, and car. Unfortunately, he finds not much has so he decides to write his book in Italian hoping he has something interesting to say in a language he does not speak.
The Joy Luck Dante Club: A group of recent immigrants starts a club to eat dim sum, play mah jong, and forget about their troubles. All is going well until strange murders resembling the works of Dante Alighieri’s Inferno thrust the ladies into a dangerous mystery that could land them in one of the circles of hell.
The Walking Revenant: In 1823, a trapper is left for dead and robbed of his only means of protection. He decides he is going to seek revenge on those who wronged him and defies all odds to do so. After killing those who betrayed him, they too rise from the dead and he soon realizes the only way to achieve revenge is with head shots.
A Darker Shade of Lawyer: Working out of a customized magic jacket, a lawyer travels between different but parallel Londons where he offers his legal expertise to the underdog. All is going well in his career until he decides to represent a cross-dressing pickpocket with a foul mouth and dreams of becoming a pirate.
Mother Nature is bipolar
at least as of late she seems.
One minute she is frigid
the next a hellfire gleams.
Did she fall off her meds
or did she simply misplace
a treatment for her condition
which is now a mental case?
No, Mother Nature is not to blame
seeing as she is the victim
of human nature’s game.
Though it seems over,
Here remains what has been
Uncovered by what came before.
Racing now only seems to
Slow the pace of the
Diligent laborer
Asking, “who are
You?”
The raw truth is that
you can make me or break me.
One simple smile seems
so innocent but faintly
below that heart-melting
and flashing smile
is something darker
and it lingers a while.
So love me or destroy me
I give my heart just the same.
The chances I am taking
could leave my heart maimed
and still I would rather risk
what little I have on you
because it’s that damn smile
that makes me do what I do.
Malcom needed proof that he wasn’t crazy but all the evidence seemed to point in the opposite direction.
When creating a work of art, it is not necessary to make it understandable but rather relatable to all.
I once found a wallet on the ground and when I returned it to the owner, the only thanks I received was from the universe.
Why does twitter call them tweets and restrict us to 140 characters? I know plenty of birds who tweet much more than that.
A pair of eyes watched from a tree across the street as Melissa slowly undressed, oblivious to the audience. Max the cat enjoyed the view.
Procrastination
is just Nature’s clever way
of saying slow down.
Every cat has its claws
Just like every nap has its end
Just like every stray cat sings a sad, sad song,
Yeah, every cat has its claws.
What’s fish got to do with it
what’s fish but a scrumptious meal for me
what’s fish got to do with it
who needs dessert when tuna is the best.
Oh, I wanna mouse with somebody
I wanna hunt him down with somebody
Yeah, I wanna mouse with somebody
with somebody who pets me.
‘Cause if you like the way you look that much
on, baby, you are probably a cat
and if you think that I am gorgeous too
Well I will go and love myself.
Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something
You don’t need to understand
When I yell that something
I wanna scratch your hand.
Twenty-six years ago today,
twin stars were born
each has made her way.
Together or apart
the two continue to shine
brighter than at the start.
What has become clear,
at least to those who
hold one or both near,
is that stars they are not
for that is simply too mundane
when we are dealing with universes
and not anything so plain.
Autumn Siders 