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From Kentucky With Love (and Belly Rubs)

Furry FriendsJuly 28, 202516Views 0Likes 0Comments

Drumroll, fireworks, the curtains fly wide— Clementine struts in with superstar pride! Two years young, a cuddle machine, the snuggliest pup you’ve ever seen. White as a marshmallow with beige on top, once she starts lovin’, she just won’t stop. She’s not into toys or fancy chow, but praise her once and she’ll take a…

The Saga of Marlon the Mighty

Furry FriendsJuly 25, 20256Views 0Likes 0Comments

Marlon’s a gentleman, patched white and brown, Struts like he’s mayor of this whole darn town. Rescued in twenty, he found his new place, Declared every sofa his personal space. He loves being lazy—it’s truly an art, Sprawled on the floor like he’s falling apart. But shout “dinner time!” and you’ll see a blur, Motivation?…

The Mayhem Duo: Different Tails, United Trails

Furry FriendsJune 20, 20254Views 0Likes 0Comments

Leroy’s a legend with silky strut, Tail like a fan and zero rut. He’s bigger than Callie, but not by much— Just enough to say, “Yeah, I run this hutch.” He walks like jazz in a velvet suit, Not too slow, just smooth and cute. He scans the path with that wise-dog look, Like he’s…

Carried by Blu

Furry FriendsJune 18, 20257Views 0Likes 0Comments

She moves like morning on the grass, A streak of grace you watch go past. The world around her seems to slow, As if it waits for her to show. A little frame with eyes so wide, She walks with wonder at her side. She greets the day, she meets the air— Like every breeze…

Ballad of the Bullet Train Pup

Furry FriendsJune 18, 20253Views 0Likes 0Comments

She’s young and wild, a furry spark, The queen of chase at Inwood Park. With legs like springs and eyes that gleam, She’s every squirrel’s flying-dog dream. A brown-white flash, a comic blur, You shout “Go fetch!”—you answer her. She doesn’t wait, she teleports— Defies all common doggy sports! The ball takes off—she’s gone before,…

They Call Me Fritz!

Furry FriendsJune 2, 20258Views 0Likes 0Comments

In Inwood’s shade I softly tread, A crown of dreams upon my head. A tiny frame, a noble grace, A sleepy smile upon my face. They say I’m twelve, a gentle age, With years that whisper like a sage. My coat is grey, my eyes are wide, I walk with peace and dainty pride. My…

The Low-Riding Bark Brigade

Furry FriendsJune 1, 202516Views 0Likes 6Comments

At the edge of the marsh where the river wind sings, Two little Corgis do marvelous things. Cody, the brown one, bold with his disc, Chases the air like he’s chasing a wish. Molly, in black, with a white tufted snout, Finds joy in the sticks that the trees toss about. She trots with a…

Visions from the Realm of History

My PoemsApril 9, 20255Views 0Likes 0Comments

The forest doesn’t speak in words, It hums through leaves and wings of birds. A rhythm old, a breathing grace, Time folded in this sacred place. Each morning I walk where silence leads, Where roots recall forgotten deeds. Beneath my steps, these winding trails Still echo Lenape songs and tales. The caves lie hidden, dark…

Mystic Trails and Morning Tales: Echoes of a Poet’s Walk

My PoemsMarch 31, 20254Views 0Likes 0Comments

Go-slo, morn-flow, dawn’s sweet chime, I rise, rinse the night from my skin, step in time. Sun-glow, path-go, the day’s bright start, I skip to Inwood with a joyful heart. Coffee warms my hand, a morning tune, I dance to Inwood ‘neath the golden noon. By Veterans Memorial, I pause with cheer, Finishing my brew…

This Too Shall Pass: Through Streets of Glass and Hope

My PoemsMarch 31, 20256Views 0Likes 0Comments

I woke to a world that had lost its stars, Neon suns hummed where lanterns once sparked. The wind, a cruel whisper from centuries past, Like the frost of 1809’s cruel grasp. The streets were rivers of metal and light, Their growls and wails set my horse in fright. Hooves on pavement, a hollow sound,…

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From Kentucky With Love (and Belly Rubs)

The Saga of Marlon the Mighty

Carried by Blu

They Call Me Fritz!

The Low-Riding Bark Brigade

Visions from the Realm of History

Mystic Trails and Morning Tales: Echoes of a Poet’s Walk

This Too Shall Pass: Through Streets of Glass and Hope

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