Coffee & Contemplation: Mother’s Day

This Mother’s Day, I want to give everyone something to contemplate when you all celebrate your mothers. Not everyone observes Mother’s Day. Other’s feel pain when they see everyone out and about with their mom. Some may take mom out to dinner or lunch. Or they’ll take mom shopping. Keep in mind some mothers are no longer with their families. Some have passed away and this is a difficult time for the families. Other people may have never had good relationships with their mothers. They don’t celebrate because they never felt they had a mother.

Some mothers are selfish and narcissistic. They take from their children instead of giving them love. I do not intend to push out negativity. I want everyone to understand that Mother’s Day is negative for some people. I only ask they everyone bare this in mind when running around with mom. Some never grew up with a mom. Some had a bad mother. Some were fortunate enough to have a loving mother. There’s another thing I hope people will recognize. Cat moms and dog moms and any woman who takes care of a pet, should get some praise on the day of mothers.

So, celebrate all the moms in your life. Even the unconventional ones. And show respect to those who wish not to observe the festivities. And make sure those furry friends get a card for their mom. They may need help. Most cats and dogs I’ve met don’t have jobs or money. Freeloaders. 

Caturday Poetry: Under the Cat's Eye Moon

The heart within my heart (Trapped within my
thoughts) Beats for you (Fantasies unfulfilled)
Even if yours does not (Obstacles
plentiful) Under the cat’s eye moon (As
many as stars above) I dream of
what was not (Nightmares relived daily) A
reverie of peace

(Healing takes time) Lighting up my eyes (Time
feels never ending) I can’t stop the 
smile you generate (The past directs
the present) A world without you
unimagined (And I’ve nowhere to run)
I destroy the thought before it comes (Stuck
in the circular dreamscape)

This beating heart of mine (Love is a 
fickle thing) Often falls for what can’t be
had (Fantasies unfulfilled)

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

Caturday Poetry: Cats, Coffee, Catharsis

Every year I think
It will be different
I say this year
Will be the greatest
Of them all
I’m always disappointed

I see people
Go out with 
Half a dozen friends
In celebration
If I plan something
No one comes

I watch as other people
Plan surprises for 
Others they dislike
I don’t want surprises
But it would be nice
To see the same effort

Even when I ask
To be alone
I don’t get to be
Alone or anything else
I don’t feel
Important to anyone

I’m important 
To my cat
I know she
Cares for me
Or is it only because
I bring her food

I enjoy my coffee
Be it addiction
Or the heat in my body
It always brings
Some comfort
Something familiar

I can’t float through
Life alone
But I can’t find companionship
I find no answers
To break away from 
The darkness and pain

Something unresolved
Blocks my growth
I can’t connect with others
Until I face that demon
The demon won’t come out
It feeds off my fears and depression

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.