5 posts from February 2008

My name is Buster, my name is Buster. Buster is a great name, don't you like it? Do you like me? I know you like me, I like being liked and I like my owner. She calls me Buster. I like my name, I do. You can call me Buster, cause that is my name. Can I smell your butt?

I have a tail! See? Look, it's right over here. No, it's over here. Hold on, let me see if I can find it, I know it's around here somewhere. I have a tail, I have a tail, oh my... I am getting so dizzy. Need to sit a minute.

Ah, there is my tail! I knew it was here somewhere. You know, I like to go for walks. Walking is fun, especially at the park because I know one of these days, my owner will let me run without a leash and I will fly through the grass and dig out the sand lot.

I'm thirsty, be right back. Don't go anywhere, I want to know more about you. I like you, you are very nice. Let me get you some water...

Oh, you didn't want me to lick your face so you could taste the water? Well, my owner lets me lick her face so she can taste the water. It's pretty good water! Sure you don't want to taste it? I can bring you my bowl if you like... no?

oh, uhm... ok

Oh! OH!, the doorbell is ringing! The Doorbell is ringing! I can't reach the door! Let me look out the window, I want to open the door! Just open the door already! Open the door! Yes! Yes!

My name is Buster, my name is Buster. Buster is a great name, don't you like it? Do you like me? I know you like me, I like being liked and I like my owner. She calls me Buster. I like my name, I do. You can call me Buster, cause that is my name. Can I smell your butt?

Lizard                    snake
reptilian                  bird
of world myth           legend
constant memories      engulfing
the elephant             fire or ice
purging                    old and new
leaving seeds           charcoaled dust
to grow beyond         eons sleep
awaking hungry         thoughts
within the constancy      of self

menstruating cycles
    sticky lava blood
    hot currents   pulsing desire
clouds swabbing compresses
    about peaks and valleys
    flooding plains and rivers
    cooling the fever heat

forget sunsets
    indian summers
    lush growth
don't blame the little boy
    for perpetuating weather

just give the world some ibuprofen
    and wait for the pms to end

I titled this "Aboriginal" but never really liked that, so if you think of a good title, place it in the comments.

Bardic voices sing the story
of the story you began
traveling minstrels
make wiles and sinew
give flesh to bones
and so it goes

Shamans speak the ancient story
passed through veils
of smoke and fire
of the way
the ways of morning
dawns beginning and its end

passed by lips
are hist'ries vision
Gods of land
the sea and air
fabled now
they teach their lessons
of the story you began

Blending into the shadows, I prowl the night. Like the stars in the sky, I look down upon the world from above.

When I am outside, the stars guide me to places where the moon can not be seen. There, I wait patiently for my prey.

Leaping from a balcony, my quarry is unprepared but I like to play with my food first, so I let it go. If it gain my respect, I will let it go but sooner or later, I will come back and try again. My prey can be small and fleet of foot or or wing, I look for the challenge.

I am the Queen of my domain, even those who live in houses know this. They have built special places for my comfort and ease. They please me, so I stay with them. One of those special places they built for me is on the window overlooking the street.  The sill is deep and on one side, they placed a pillow so I can recline in comfort. It is the perfect place to survey my world and make sure I know where my subjects are.

I have heard them from time to time, as they speak with others, that they love to see me watching them. They say my sapphire eyes peep out of the darkness and look like stars. This satisfies me.

To show my appreciation I will allow them to pet me. Occasionally I will visit sleep in their beds with them, so that when they wake, they know I am well pleased. This seems to make them happy, so they offer me precious morsels of catnip and a toy or two.

Ah, I see one is returning home as we speak. I shall go to her and walk between her legs, so she knows I am aware of her return.

I am the Midnight Sapphire.