Tiny Noises

The day Emma and I met for the first time. Finally safe and off the streets of L.A. We rescued one another. Still do.




Emma’s tiny sleep noises

Heat up my heart

And my heart

Melts it’s way

Down to my toes

And my heart seeps

Out onto the damp land

And takes me with it


In the end

There remains  

Just Us.

As Every


In Spring.






3 Responses to “Tiny Noises”

  1. Maureen on April 26th, 2017

    I think of my Charlie, that he rescued me. I believe I rescued him too. ????

  2. Alexis McNaughton on April 26th, 2017

    such sweetness!

  3. Dennis Chamberlain on April 29th, 2017

    Emma (for those of you who do not know) embraces sleep in such an all-consuming way. She seems to savor it the way the rest of us enjoy a great glass of wine. Her eyes seem to shut more tightly than other dogs – and her tongue will hang out a little (and sometimes a lot). I think that in Cathy’s lap she not only feels the warmth but enjoys the sound of Cathy’s soothing voice in conversation. A most lovable, special little girl.

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