Drinking Alcohol taught me how to fly
Then it took away the sky....

Friday, February 21, 2014


Lucky, a Rhodesian Ridgeback / German Shepherd combo, a "Rescue Dog", owned by Anna's daughter, 
a teacher in South Korea. Anna has been caretaker-caregiver  for three years.  It is a hard day for her.
21 February 2014


Everyone agreed it was best
For Lucky to have final rest.
Only age five
So alive
Too young to die

Cancer struck him down
In his leg bone found.
Fast moving, aggressive
He, never depressive
Just ran out of steam

So now he breathes his last.
It all happened so fast

In just over thirty days
Dirty cells had their ways
Yesterday, kissing him

Today.....missing himSO MUCH!

Oh, my....
LUCKY! (sigh)


Saturday, February 1, 2014



IT had been said of her
by those who had seen--
stay away from, steer clear
of lady draped in green.

In line, we; in front, she
--just another civilian who
stood there--vexed,
waiting to hear magic word,

Drug dealer (Walgreen pharmacist!)
finger-beckoned her
100 pounds of weighted bone,
four-feet-four tall, obvious narcissist

Floor-tiles shined where she walked,
all eyes tried to look away...
she and drug guy talked...talked
(this client will "make his day".)

"...but my insurance should cover..."

"Not quite, Ma'am, there's 21¢ left over."

"But--but that's not correct, it is..."

She'd fought for right until noon,
when an argument ensued
which was not to end soon.
Finally she said, "Screw YOU, Dude!"

Drug man yelled, "NEXT!"
(called ME???)
Lady did not budge.
I pretended to text...
tried not to judge--grin!
with no sorrow I left, 
said, "Be back tomorrow".


11 AM, entered, 
advanced to

Walgreen Drugs--
(do I now LIVE here?)

Into the queue I leaned,
hoping not to be seen
by any in front of me...
whence splash of green?
Oh No! Oh No! Oh No!

And I had to remind
myself, be kind.

Love one another.

--Steve Elsaesser/steveroni

Story is  true. 
Two cloudy days
made people blue.