“Sunny Side-Up” Pancakes

July 25, 2021 / Karina Pinella / Leave a comment

Pineapple centered,
Egg yolk impersonation;
Makes the day sunny.

Cow Cuddle

March 28, 2021March 27, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 1 Comment

Cry you a puddle,
Limited human huddle,
So you cow cuddle.

It’s the next be(a)st thing,
Temporary bovine fling,
Right for Covid spring.

My Brother’s Other Keeper

February 28, 2021February 27, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 1 Comment

[sequel to My Brother’s Keepers]

Image: Cabana Boy

Littlest one got missed,
Jiji is one of the pack;
He can melt hearts too.

Jiji loves to sleep,
But he has a strange craving—
He tends to eat grass.

Mooman likes to cuddle,
Marmalade enjoys eating,
Case scares easily.

What about Babee?
She is special to the cats–
By annoying them.

Image: Cabana Boy

Lovers’ Lane

February 14, 2021February 13, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 5 Comments

Not always a straight path,
Sometimes the road forks as an aftermath,
Two different ways to go inevitably,
Either together or separately,
But memories will linger,
Some remaining forever,
Maybe even changing over time,
With thoughts becoming more sublime,
Until fondness wins over pain,
While walking down Lovers’ Lane.

Full Circle

February 13, 2021February 12, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 4 Comments

First day you brought joy,
Sweet child of the universe,
Your last day sorrow.

In between fun times
Mixed with mischief and good deeds,
Crushed to see you go.

Death

February 6, 2021January 27, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 1 Comment

Inevitable,
The Reaper comes to say, Yo,
It’s time to go.

Irreversible,
Here one day, the next the last,
The presence now passed.

Unconditional,
No do-overs or returns,
This means permanence.

A Touch of Paw

January 23, 2021January 23, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 4 Comments

High-fivin’ feline,
Connection with affection,
Cuteness in progress.

Forever Friday

January 15, 2021January 9, 2021 / Karina Pinella / 3 Comments

Sweetest spot of the week,
Akin to reaching Mt. Everest’s peak,
The day to kickstart the wind down,
Easing the daily grind and work frown,
Anticipating two days of leisure,
Respite from deadlines and pressure,
Whichever day of the week that day may be,
Friday is what I dub thee.
That day has come to mean
The beginning of the beguine*.