creating chaos (a Poem by Cathy Gruman)

creating chaos from a pile of rubble
when it could have remained calm.
If only they knew that what was before them was non-threatening
and only mere clutter.

june gloom (a poem by Cathy Gruman)

june gloom
gets swept away like a broom
july sets in
almost passes before the fireworks begin
yesterday's not coming back
but it's only perfection we all lack
bring it all forward or leave it alone;
or sift out the cluttery mess that has grown.
august and september will be here soon
bringing me october
with the Harvest moon.

Bonnie's Place - Chapter One (by Cathy Gruman)

I've been writing this short story (or novella, or whatever it ends up being), for a few years now. It's longer than a short story and not long enough for a novel, hence, novella. Picture it in the form of a hand held size book, sort of like what Hemmingway's Novella's are on, like "The Red Pony" and "Old Man and the Sea". At least, that's what I'm picturing it to be. Hemmingway! She thinks she writes like Hemmingway? No way! I can assure you, I think I write like crap, but if I'm going to get any better, I have to look up to my guys and gals in the literary world and say to myself, if them, why not me? What's keeping me from finishing this book, I don't know, but I thought I would write a chapter at a time on my blog here, and maybe that will do the trick. It's a work in progress and needs a lot of work, so I'm sure I'll be back to do some editing now and then. But for today, here's the first chapter of "Bonnie's Place" in it's current form. Thanks for reading.... Cate.

BONNIE'S PLACE
Chapter One
"Happy Birthday"

Happy Birthday Bonnie! Blow out the candles! "Phhhhhhpppppthhhhh!" Bonnie stretches forward as far as her little body will allow and after a couple of attempts, she blows out the candles. It's her fourth birthday, and she's surrounded by her mom and dad, grandpa and grandma, auntie Jeanie and a few close friends of the family. She's especially excited about Abbie, her cousin and Sam her neighbor being here. Her face is lit up with awe and excitement. With an ear to ear smile, she looks up at mom and dad, the kind of smile a child gives when all she knows is love, when life is new and fresh and mom and dad are always there. Uninhibited. But as the room breaks out with song, "Happy Birthday Bonnie! Happy Birthday Bonnie!", she is overwhelmed and starts to cry and mommy picks her up. "It's okay baby, we love you! We're just singing Happy Birthday." Mom gives her a kiss on the cheek and Bonnie's face returns to smiles and giggles. Her once teared cheeks are smiles again and she looks at the cake before her. As if it were a magnificent challenge, she sticks her hand in the frosting and laughter fills the room.