His Small Paws Shiver

His small paws shiver

In swift pursuit of dream things

While I watch and smile.

Still Some Sun

That old clock may tick, 

But remember, you shall bask

In the sun again.

The Gent Takes Off

The Gentleman Analyst exits his Observatory of All Things. And I observe that AI art is a hoot.

The Remembered Taste of Grape Soda

Doing Photoshop art upstairs, I had a sudden urge to watch Father Knows Best, and wondered why. Not really a great show, after all. 

Then I realized it may have been because I was drinking a grape soda, something I’ve tasted very rarely since early childhood. 

I think it took me back to living with my grandparents in those earliest years, with that warm-as-a-blanket sense of absolute security that never comes again. 

I used to watch that TV show with them on CBS Monday nights, often drinking a bottle of grape soda from a six pack that my grandmother would buy at the neighborhood grocery store just down the block.

On Finding That You Remain Alive

I find I’m alive, 

and I’m still striving to thrive, 

or at least survive.