Snoozy Monday

Mom's been hard at work on her novel, but she's letting us Ballicai blog for Monday -- yay! Some of you asked if Mom has cats in her novels. The answer is yes! Each of her novels has at least one cat. Currently, she's writing a mystery, though in the past she has written both women's fiction and romance.

I was very cozy when Mom took this picture -- check out my curled-up, inside-out ear!



I miss blogging on days Mom's busy on the computer, but I've been doing a lot of snoozing and dreaming of my darling Mickeybear.

And here is a spontaneous etheree:

Ear
Curled up,
Inside out
And upside down,
Topsy-turvy like
My heart when Mickeybear
Freshens up his floof and purrs
And sends me his mancat smile which
Makes my heart flip inside out, upside
Down, then languorously curl up in a glow.

Thoughtful Thursday

I'm dedicating this post to my friends Ana and Ubee and to Oscar, my kitty Daddy. Goodbye is so hard.

"We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan."
~ Irving Townsend

I wrote a spontaneous etheree:

Life
Well-lived
Glorious
Harmonious
Like a symphony
Which never stops even
When its orchestra changes.
We loved ones still on earth hear its
Beauty; it guides our steps and we dance;
We remember how to dance... together.

Thoughtful Thursday

Darling Mickeybear, your Kittypie is thinking about you. And I'm working on my villanelle to celebrate your return.

Meanwhile, a spontaneous etheree:

Me
Myself
And I, and
I find myself
Daily missing my
Mickeybear and thinking
About everything we share
Together: love, laughter, friendship,
Snorts, poetry, full Montys, even
Poetic Montys: how I miss my Mick!

An Etheree for Mickey

Darling Mickey wrote me a sweet and beautiful etheree -- go and see! *purrrrrrrr* And don't you just love the word "etheree?" It strikes me as a combination of "ethereal" and "tree."

And I was inspired to write an etheree for him. Mickey, I hope you like it!

Warm,
White: my
Mickeybear --
His fur so bright,
And his heart so warm,
The sole sun in my sky.
Like a moth in flight, I seek
His radiant and dancing flame,
Which morphs into a welcoming hearth,
On which we curl up together and purr.