It’s Raining

It rains a lot in Vancouver and I learned how to love the rain.  It’s better to love it than hate it. Rod McKuen’s poetry in song says it all for me.

No matter where I go, I’m always going home

Hang on. There are no disappointments or calamities that tomorrow will not cure.

It’s a dreamy day, a slight dusting of the snow;
The cats are snuggly ensconced on the couch.
On a day like this, I love listening to Rod McKuen.
A writer, a poet, a singer.

I collected so much of his poetry books.
Read and reread it
Pages earmarked on some
Scribbles on the pages of the book
Names of people who I can relate to the poetry
Most of these people are long gone from my life.

Rod kept them alive through his poetry.
It’s kind of silly to keep the memories of the past
And the weight of this is a burden for most times.
I wish I could carry it with a smile just like Buddha
Life doesn’t work out that way, one must let go.
Letting go of the memories starts by letting go of the books.
I gave away all of Rod’s poetry books.

Now I am going home.

“Home is something that you carry in your head
It lives within your heart forever.
And so I know no matter where I go in life
I’m always going home.”

My Friend The Sea

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Do you know my friend the sea  he watches everything we do you, rolling over in your beach bank sleep me, chasing seagulls down the dunes. you, your skirts held high wading in the water. The lovers. Those who go … Continue reading →

Sloopy – a love story

A love story between a man and a cat, the only human thing, that gave back love to him.

 

 

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Home

These cats, Maurice and Lucy, are rescued and I gave them a home. 

Maurice and Lucy waiting for me to join them in bed

The balcony is a dining room for the hummingbirds.

Feeder for the hummers in my balcony

 I don’t have a heart to clear the garden because the spider just weaved it’s home 

Spider’s home in my garden

 As for me this song, will say all about what I think of home