I learned about this form recently while reading an example at The Skeptic’s Kaddish, and I instantly fell in love with the tableau.
I am in love with weather that
pulls you into a tight
embrace and offers you time
to appreciate death & dying
for the renewal of strength
and life.
It is shaping up to be the
time of year when animals
scrape at the barrels of
nature to begin their pursuit
of unlimited rest; the time of
year when sun settles
into the clouds a little longer
and wind shimmies in,
performing its best act.
Our walks will be longer.
Our food will be hotter.
Our clothes will be warmer.
And everything that makes up
Autumn will sashay into
the rooms of our hearts, making
this state a bit more tolerable
in the weeks to come.
I will drink in the goodness
of a season that is always
on time.
The dog and the tortoise are
growing old and I am
an ancient soul trapped in
this aging body still yearning
for the Fountain of Youth
to offer its purity in life.
For now, I will take this
shift in weather as a
peace offering until
healing comes at the heels
of our feet.
We’re all eager to walk
this road of life temporarily
unscathed.
I long for Autumn when it is not around, and in just a few weeks, that will be a truth I will love to embrace. Happy September! And Happy Labor Day, if you celebrate. May today be full of rest, relaxing, and enjoying good food, friends, and family.
Peace and blessings.
a calming presence
Mommy’s girl
guards my every move
how miraculous
eyes that swirl
blue settles in now
a greedy reptile
making moves
sustenance prevails
beautiful colors
and markings
Zumi, the tortoise
1. Three Sisters is a photo of my laptop wallpaper featuring my best friend’s three dogs. The puppy, Riley-Blu (she decided to go with “Riley” instead of “Misty”) is the newest addition. I love this photo of all three of them watching the Amazon delivery person drop off their mommy’s package.
Because there are now three of them, I had to change my laptop wallpaper to feature them. When I launch my laptop and enter my password to get to my main screen and their little bodies are sitting/standing before me, I cannot do anything but smile. You are looking at (in this order) Riley-Blu, Bella-Rue, and Stacey-Lou.
Baby girl is already feisty. My best friend sent me a video of her playing with her oldest sister, Stacey-Lou, and she was holding her own. LOL! Stace was trying to pin her down at one point, and I heard my best friend’s voice sternly say, “Stacey, don’t do that. Get off her.”
And Stace hopped up and backed away quickly. That little one, though?! She lunged toward Stacey like, “Um, don’t back away now!” LOL! I cannot wait to see her and shower her with treats and gifts!
I’ll probably take a day trip to see them in the next two to three weeks. And of course, I’ll share a few photos and maybe a video, too.
2. Jernee Timid, the Princess is a photo I snapped of Jernee while she relaxed in my new chair! Now, for those of you unaware, I purchased this chair for me because Jernee insists on commandeering my other chair and sitting in it. This DIVA likes this chair, too. She has a whole couch and my other chair in which to sit, yet she wants this one as well.
I cannot win for losing with this Little Monster! I told one of my friends about it and showed her the picture and she calmly said, “Well, what’s yours is hers anyway, so what’s the problem?” LOL! I guess she has a point!
I just go on over to the other chair (my first favorite chair), sit in it, and keep it moving. Happy Jernee Timid, happy life. LOL!
I have not given birth to anyone, but I have mothered some; auntied others. I am my dog’s world and my tortoise’s favorite human.
I am a nurturer by default, a giver by God, and a sound and whole lover. I know what I know because I’ve seen what I’ve seen.
To the mothers who have mothered without rest, haven’t had a decent meal in hours, hustling throughout the day from school drop-offs and pickups, and home to make dinner before the streetlights come on.
To those mothering, because they’ve been shoved into that role, forced to take on someone else’s children, eager to adopt the motherless & fatherless. And to the big sisters, big brothers, aunties, and uncles.
To those of you grieving a mother. Crying without sound. Worried if you’ll feel whole again. Living without your mother or mothering human, yet still hurting and longing for their presence, I see you. You are loved and I hope today doesn’t burden you too much.
To mothers of pets cradling their fur babies or singing with their feathered friends or being envious of their reptilian or amphibian creatures. You aren’t lost on me. I know what it takes to keep a pet (s) healthy and not lose your sanity in the process.
To all of you doing what you can, however you can, and whenever you can . . . I hope this Mother’s Day will be a blessing and not a curse. Joy and not sadness. Holy and not evil. And I say that with a love that has no words and cannot be fully described.
You are, every one of you, cherished and admired, and my highest thought of you is one of complete and total adoration.
Peace and blessings.
A Cornered Gurl 
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