Against All Odds

I swear

I was this way

Some years before

But something tells me

That doesn’t count any more.

I swear

You won’t find me

This way again,

Trying once again

To even up the score.

Perfectly Balanced Homespun Philosophy

Nothing catlike

About that Diogenes fellow,

I tell you we need more

Curs like him to even up the score—

He’d spit on rich men’s pusses

With one leg raised,

Pissing on their floor.

Journal of Amphibian Studies Press Release

Some new eggs have hatched over at

Salamander Cove and are now available for viewing by the public.

Epiphenomenon

Sometimes the light will keep

Showing itself after all

The lights have gone out—

For some, this is an epiphany,

For others, a sign to keep

Watching the heavens.

Autumnal Susurrus

When we turn, not a rustling

Of leaves behind us—

Just one leaf rustling

Loud enough

To wake the dead.

Definitely Not Lemmings #36

A warm bear hug to Pouting Bear who says ’’We are two persons, although it's hard to tell most of the time. Along with an affection for words, we share a last name. Curtis Ackie is a bear that mostly writes, and Ivana is a pouty git correcting his ways.” Welcome aboard!