Like olives
Shining ovals
Stare out at me
Boop
Purring…
Touch noses
Then a pounce
Onto the floor
Off on an adventure
Back later
For more
Green eyes
Tag: Love
Blurry photo
It would have been our anniversary today. We lived together for years before we married. I painted him when I was about 20 and he still sits in this painting looking out at me. I did a lot of drawings and portraits of him over the years, I am glad there are visible memories of him.
What will happen when I go? Who knows what my relatives will want to do with all my art? Will a local museum take them, or will they just get skipped? I don’t know, I won’t be here but I would like to have some recognition. The trouble is I’m very eclectic, I paint for my self in these images. Ah well, more questions…
Jumping cat
Bad photo of my old cat jumping before we moved house. It’s blurry with my camera shaking Parkinsons hands.
I used to walk around with her purring, draped round my shoulders. She would follow me everywhere. Once when I walked into a friend’s bungalow via the back door she sat by the door for ages, I’d come out of the front door and my friend had found her waiting for me!
She would jump across from one gatepost to the other when I tapped the wall. I got several photos of her doing this and used them as the reference for the painting. I actually won a small prize in a local exhibition for this painting.
Alone
You birthday was today
But there is no voice
No laughter
No sudden shout
Of annoyance or glee.
You were here, then gone
Lost in space
Not forgotten by me
But gone from the world
We always held hands
Grasping our dreams
Let’s go out
Take a trip?
Now I stay still
Remembering but not visiting
Still waiting
For your non return.
Writing group prompt: A love poem?
You hold my heart in your hands.
Squeeze a little and my heart burns.
Squeeze a lot? Somersaults.
The thumping steadies.
I need blood pressure medication.
Once many years ago we met.
First sight love?
No, it took a while.
No dancing bliss.
I almost gave you a miss.
My first kiss? Shy.
Then you were my guy.
But once it started.
Love and happiness grew.
Blossomed in Spring.
Flowered in summer.
Was gentle in autumn.
But flew away and was lost in winter.
Now love and greif mix.
I can imagine no one else.
But you.
My three cats
What are three objects you couldn’t live without?
My three cats keep me calm. I took my blood pressure today and it was considerably lower when the cat came and sat on my knee.
Each one has a different purrsonality. Calm and relaxed, cheeky and quick to pounce, one that would trip me up if he got the chance. They love being close to me and they are a comfort during some difficult times.
In fact I think they have helped me keep my sanity over the last few months. Keeping them fed and watered, giving them love and attention. I need the love they give back. X
I used to think I was a kid at heart
What does it mean to be a kid at heart?
Up until recently I think I’ve been a child at heart. I loved to joke, to see the lighter side of life. I liked nothing more than a good comedy, or watching silly videos. Using puns or wordplay to make merry.
But now? A year of world tragedy, personal grief, heath issues has stomped on my head.
I want a time machine, a way of going back, or at least a way of improving my timeliness. Give me a glimmer of hope, lift some of the gloom. Let me get my hands in paint again, spreading colour and love around me. Give me a box of glitter to shake over it. Please. X
Life affirming stories
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
You know the type of story
You find a rose on your doorstep
Unrequited love?
Years later
After a long illness
And sad losses
The person who left it
Falls over in front of you
Conversation ensues
You find out
It was him!
He was nervous
He couldn’t tell you
We must get together
30 years of waiting
True love took its time
But eventually
Struck!
Paws of love
He purrs, he sits, cheek rubs my hand.
Paws outstretched.
Then one paw reaches out to me.
A greeting, saying are you OK?
Cats know when you need love
They express feelings, you can see it.
Little nudges of his nose against my hand.
He will sit on my knee soon.
Looking after me.
Gardening when I can
Describe one habit that brings you joy.
For years I have filled the back yard with hanging baskets and flowers. This year I had to get help from my sister to hang the baskets as I can’t climb ladders. Then I got plants from a wellness group I visit every week. Some of the plants were going over so I got them for a small amount of money.
I love this habit, but it has its dangers. I use a hose to water the plants as I can’t lift my watering can up. But it’s a trip hazard! I have to be very careful not to fall, luckily I have a grab handle by the back door. But sometimes things get very precarious!
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