Bitter Fruit

Shined his shoes

Everyday

While the virus

In his brain

He said it eats away

All the faces

He once knew

But the one …

She stays true

Burned in flames

And he

Sold his soul

Waiting for

the changing of the guard

To take him away

2

And he stands

Outside the house

On widow street

Praying for rain

To stop the flames

That took his love away

3

And he whispers

Pain

Cuts deep

Plants a seed

Grows a tree

Bearing the bitter fruit

They put before you

And

You must choose

To keep

Or throw

Away

Beagle in the City #250

(Update)

Garf passed away during the morning. 06/22/2019

He had been struggling with a collapsing trachea. Me and Simon found him this morning. I wrote this to prepare myself for the inevitable a couple of days ago. He will be greatly missed but I know he was happy. )

#adoptdontshop #adopt #shelterpets

Garfunkel: I was born on the streets, fighting for a place to eat, covered in fleas, and broken teeth. And then I got adopted, and suddenly,man… I didn’t know it could be so good.

Meals everyday, and Jazz, Quincy Jones, Frank Sinatra, Dino, man I’m talking about the groove brotha…

It’s been nice…

And the crime shows

The sunny days in the park

Man I’ve lived a good life…

The back scratches I’m going to miss…

But it’s ok…

Ethan: You know, it’s ok if you have to go buddy…

I wish you could stay, but you’ve been the absolute joy and it’s been so good taking care of you. You’re a good boy. Thank you for being my friend. I won’t hold it against you if you are tired. I understand. I’ll tell you a secret, you’re my favorite.

Simon: Dad, What is wrong with Garf?

Ethan: He’s just old buddy, and he’s got to go. Everything eventually has to go.

Simon: will I go?

Ethan: Well, yeah, one day, you and I both will.

Simon: Well, if you’re brave I’ll be brave. And if we both have to go one day, I guess I won’t be scared.

We will still play catch though right?

Ethan: You bet, and we will cook together too.

Simon: Cool.

RBG

I wonder what the courtroom felt

When Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg first appeared on the scene

This quiet

Non threatening little woman

Who, case by case

Continued returning

Representing men

And women

And explaining

That equality is better for everyone

there were

Over three thousand

Laws

On the books

Holding women down

Like a boot on the back of the neck

Or a hand against the chest

A man is the owner of his domaine and a woman

Is much like property

Men cannot be homemakers

Because that’s meant for women

Women can be fired for being pregnant

“She’s just lucky we allow her to be here at all …”

I know we are not what we were

But like so much analog static

We’ve rushed past it all

In the digital age

I knew a woman who got fired up every time

There was an election

And she would remind me

That when she was young and beautiful

She couldn’t vote

If her husband left her

He got everything

She was just property

If she was wealthy

When they got married

It became his

If he moved she had to go with him

I wonder if we recognize

We’re crossing over old bridges

Our hands are shaking

Over ghosts

And battles that have already been won

And

I’m sorry,

I’m sorry that there are always

Receipts for everything we’ve given you

I’m sorry that equality and your right to vote

Hasn’t been added to the constitution

They’re still holding the receipts

To legislations considering the refund….

Legislations can be repealed it can be altered …

And I’m sorry

That no matter how much we plan for a family

There are 25 men

Somewhere

Fist bumping

And making those decisions for us

I wonder if my arms are enough to quiet the echo

I wonder

If you still hear the laughter

And cutting twist of the knife

“Go back to where you belong

Shhhh stop overreacting

It will all pan out.”

Remember,

Progress is made

One step at a time

One battle at a time

One step forward, three steps back

We’ve been here before

We know how the punches are thrown

We’ve got the scars to prove it ….

Photo origin Ethan Bethune

Flash

The earth reaches for the moon

How do I live

Without you?

Stuck here

Between the hours

Did you see us here?

Left my pain

In the yesterday –

those hours

wasted

They are gone away

Nothing is ever here to stay

Sometimes I wake up

And I see us still

Reaching for all old things

The way we were

The way we are

Whether it is where we wanted it it to be-

Here we are

30 for 30 ( rain )

She’s electric

Traces the space

Between each star

Swears she’s named them all

And

She’s midnight fire

The eye of the hurricane

I swear, I know nothing at all

She’s here at my door again

I’m lost in her pouring rain

My lips against her skin

Her winds

This breath

This free

And I know

Nothing at all…

Beagle in the City #242

Ethan: Ok are you ready to play Dog Golf?

Simon: I’m ready I’m ready!

Ethan: Who wants to play?

Simon: Me me me!!!

Garfunkel: I’ll just watch but thanks for thinking about me.

Ethan: Ok so I hit the ball and…

Simon: I attack the ball and bounce back and forth flying it home to dad!!

Ethan: Right!

(Moments later)

Ethan: I really am sorry.

Simon: Don’t talk to me…

Ethan: It was an ACCIDENT honest.

Garf: That was hilarious! Replay it!

Simon: Shut up!

Ethan: How could I do that on purpose! You’ve seen me play golf! I’m terrible at it!

Simon: I can’t feel my face…

Ethan: what can I do to say I’m sorry?

Garf: OH I KNOW! Call nice lady and tell her everything that happened! Here I’ve already called the number!

Garf: Hello? Hospital? Put the warden, uhh I mean, Simon’s Mom on!

Ethan: Sooo I took Simon out and was playing with him and Garf

And hitting golf balls

And accidentally hit him in the face and busted his gum. It was like right on the nose.

He had blood in his gums

And now our dog is afraid of balls…

Lindz: which one ?

Ethan: They are both our dogs. Are you saying you love one more than the other?

Lindz: No, but which one?

Ethan: Simon.

Garf: Hey man, Since you’re gonna be sleeping in my room for rest of forever, I’ve gotta tell you the tour. You’ve got a tv, a couch, a warming blanket, seriously, this thing never gets cold.

Ethan: it’s an electric blanket. And I’ll be fine.

Garf: I don’t know man, I mean, you broke your dog. Remember? He’ll probably never be the same.

Ethan: I get the fluffy pillow.