Why should we give food to beggars when a beggar actually lives with us?


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All Hallows Eve, or Halloween as we call it. A chance for as Bill Cosby said so eloquently “beggars to go door to door and get candy.” I remember the first Halloween we celebrated in the first house we bought in Cincinnati nearly 20 years ago. We ran out of candy and ended up running to the store to get more. Barb had taken the bean out for trick or treating so I held down the fort passing out the bean’s candy with the bean, while Barb ran to the store to get more candy.

Oh the days.

I passed someone today on my way to work dressed as a clown, for a second I forgot it was Halloween and started making up a story about the person in the clown suit, then I realized what day it was and smiled.

Now that said I am not wishing for the days gone by when the kids were little and the holiday was big. I rather enjoy my kids now as they are and don’t miss the days when we panicked about everything.

So tonight we will have to ask the Labrador if we are allowed to give food to human beggars. She will probably say no, and most likely will throw a huge pout and sit in the living room glaring at us. If we don’t have enough food to feed the Lab when she begs, why should we give away food when beggars come to the door.

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What the cat saw the mouse feared, but what did the cat fear


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The path was long and winding and led to a cemetery

where the dead cat was know to swing

(not by a rope rather for a band)

swaying with the music

tiny cat feet

marking cat time

the long rope laying at its side

coiled as a serpent

with a head and

dark black eyes that stared

as though you were not there

its tongue flickering about in the air

but the cat didn’t seem to care

twirling Tom Sawyer in the air

and laughing (as only cats can laugh)

at Huck Finn’s jokes

about apples and

picket fences

It was what the cat saw

but did the cat fear?

 

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Yon widow


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Who are the children yon widow calls?

For surely it cannot be

the child the widow calls is me?

on this the hallows eve

the Saints afraid to come from their darkened graves

today

the dead dance

their cemetery open for an hour or so

they stretch their legs

(but not too hard, decaying tendons snap)

they slowly after stretching their legs

begin to dance.

the day of the dead.

Sadly most have not yet died

living

they are dead

walking around in corpses that drink coffee

and smile at you as they wave you

into a line of traffic

then speed off into the setting sun

another day

dead lived

who does yon widow call?

It is not me

nor the dead who rise on the hallows eve

who does yon widow call?

 

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