Tuesday, November 03, 2009


I listen to the

wind wooing my windows and

hope they won't sucumb.

Photo by: Osquer

Monday, November 02, 2009

haiku (for Max - Rest in peace.)

Our cat has left us

along with Summer's warmth, but

we must carry on.

Photo by: Osquer - April 4, 2009

www.oneword.com - one word, so little time [certain]

I was certain that the cat was dead, but I was afraid to pet him one last time. Part of me thought if I touched him he would move. I don't know why that frightened me because it would have meant that he was alive. I will miss him. He welcomed me into this home with love and enthusiastic affection. I petted him goodbye for that.