A smiling cat

“The cat, a superior being in everyday, trustful, loyal and always polite… wait a minute! That is the description, mostly, of a dog! Oh well, a few white lies never hurt anyone!“ Gun Roswell


The cat who on the street corner sat in a cool looking hat, and with an attitude that of a worldly guide then promised to take the traveller from a far away country, on a tour around the city, as walking around in a new town, could make one totally giddy.

So, hopping on the tiny moped with a cure two seater side car, as it was not supposed to be too fast, because a lot of great things that way could be passed while riding around too wildly, but not today as the cat had promised smiling, to have an easy peasy slow ride and that way, getting to know all those important sights.

But, soon enough, the tourists from a far, noticed the route, had taken a strange sideline and the cat, while in charge of showing its home town to the strangers from beyond, was now actually taking them to an alleyway, where the noises were growing ever more strong.

As the shocked travellers found out where they had landed, on remote alley filled with meowing cats and kittens as there can be. The cat with the hat, the supposed tour guide then once again smiled, this time, wickedly, and simply stated. “We will take you back, but first, there is an extra charge for that to happen. You see, we need our daily fishies and as we are many, and for that, a lot more money is needed as a matter of fact.”

The tourists then glanced around, feeling sorry for the starving crowd. So, without hesitation, they gave all the money they had and with a thanks, the tour then proceeded as promised from then on without worries as the cat with a wide wicked smile, had earned its daily grind fee, feeding all the family, which was never easy. And the earnings from the weary travellers, usually came pretty easily, supporting the cats cause with a gentle feeling.

Well, that was the tale of odd today, the lesson, not very strong, guess if any, then the one of never trusting a smiling cat, unless you are generous enough to feed the whole litter of them.

It rains in August?

The light droplets of rain
Falling onto the open plane
The air cool and crisp
The wind but a wisp
The nature lush and green
Everything new and clean

The sun shines through

Today something strange happened
Leaving most of us quite baffled
Something called “the sun” appeared
With its striking rays all of the sky smeared
Out from our caves we emerged
Rubbing our eyes in an urge

The sun boss, the sun!
Someone shouted
It was no pun
Even though doubted

There had been many a tales
Like someone seeing the whales
Of such oddities happening before
But never ever in the wildest dreams
Would we hoped to have scored
Or so it seems

Now, bearing witness
To this unusual event
The sun really existing
Like an early Christmas present

The darkening skies

The light disappearing
Behind the dark curtain
All eyes are tearing
Afraid of a hurting
Is the sky falling down
On this little town
The ever present ancient fear
Of the light bearing sphere
To be swallowed by the beast
All of us be ceased
Huddling closer together
Hoping it’s just the weather
Playing tricks on us fools

Calm and then… storm

The sun has almost set
Soon it is time to get
Indoors before getting wet
It will rain soon, I’ll bet
It is the moment of calm
Before the coming of the storm

Just another weekday today?

Just another weekday?

Today

Is an ordinary day

In the middle of the week

Wanna go hide and no one seek

Wasted seconds, minutes, hours

Makes my face turning sour

Pretty them flowers be

Pretty Flower I see

Pretty flower, bending in the wind

Never breaking, just a little shaking

When the blow is really hard

She acts really smart

Bundling up her petals

In a position very protective

Surviving the forces of nature

Without any kind of hatred

Sing along!

Na na na na nah

Strutting along

Singing my song

Head high

Mind strong

Nothing could go wrong

For I am so blond?

Life is a blast

Sometimes too fast

As a little time can it last

Forget the future forget the past

I am living life on the lane fast

My motto: the die is cast

Do what you want

There is no can not

Keep on moving

Never stay still

If you do though

You have written your will

Now sing with me

Na na na na nah

Hey hey hey good bye!

Power loss

Power I have none

I don’t have the power

To break down a flower

Because

I would rather shower

In a non scented water gush

Than turn a pretty bush

Into a pile if gush

I would rather

Watch the flowers grow

Let them in the daylight glow

And

To all others off them show

Rainy season

Pouring Rain

The rain came pouring in

Hitting hard, on my exposed skin

A summers child caught in weather of cold

Just because someone tricked me and was sold

A sales pitch promising adventure

A bargain with more than the turn of the century

Travel to an exotic land way up in the north

Yeah man, I thought I had it scored!

So now, here I stand in the pouring rain

This ever changing weather driving me insane

Hoping a glimpse of sun to catch

But guess with this climate, i have met my match!