Author: cfblack
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asking tough questions
If ancient Egyptians preferred possums instead of cats, would folks share grinning photos of possums on Facebook If early man had domesticated lions instead of horses, would we market pink lions with rainbow tails to little girls If gold was as common as red clay and diamonds were grains of sand would it still glitter…
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Imagining My Northern Mother as a Southern Girl
tulip trees and camellias flash spring fashion reds and pinks and whites my mother would of loved April and May arriving in February I wonder what she would have decorated her yard with I imagine a magnolia yellow day lilies and something purple like grandpa’s irises that bloomed in May she would have grown vegetables…
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Our neighbor’s cat
Our neighbor’s cat creeps quietly doesn’t jingle the bell around its neck chases birds in my yard and leaves the squirrels alone A feral cat habituates the shadow corner of our yard hunts rodents in the night and I’m okay with that I don’t like our neighbor’s cat I wish he’d stay at home eat…
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Reading Mark Fitzgerald while sitting in the park
When we were young we tried to live in the now When we tried to understand now became then and no return allowed 2-10-20
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In defense of naps
on a windless day, you attempted to meditate yourself into stillness as the earth spun at 1,000 mph orbiting a star at 66,600 mph while the star orbited in a galaxy at 536, 865 mph and all of it fleeing a big bang at 1,332,000 mph you decide to take a nap, because you believe…
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Al’s Saturday Morning Guide To Not Become An Ignorant Fool
Never ask a Bedouin how to paddle a canoe Never ask a Hawaiian how to ride a camel Never ask a taxi driver the shortest way to the airport Never ask a pack of thieves to convict a thief 2-8-20
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Arsonist
History is not for sure who designed Nero’s clothes what song he played on his fiddle if it was a top 40 hit or if he fiddled at all but they remember the stench of Rome burning History is not for sure about all of his infidelities or if he was incestuous who hung his…
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Three words
The man who lives two doors down and across the street walks everyday and waits until he turns the corner to light his cigarette he rarely speaks Today, he looks up from his phone and says, “How are you?” I reply, “I’m good; I think it may rain.” he takes another drag on his cigarette…
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rain
Birds are mysteriously silent on the subject of rain Squirrels don’t pole dance on wet trees Neighbors don’t walk their dogs in a storm I’m on my porch wondering what Mr. Chesterton had against cheese 2-6-20
