Blog by Charles Griffin

Untitled I cannot sing  so don’t make me try It’ll cause you pain  and just make you cry But I have a song  and I am its singer I speak words  born in my heart  trained by my ears  to sound like the music  of the life around me Sometimes I bend the Queen’s English  in error  yet in the cadence of my culture...

      A Bad Rap For Damian I’m a tolerant dude when I’m in the mood give me poems rude or blued but never subdued   Be true to your self leave nothing on the shelf   proud of your skills brag about your kills...

An Opossum, American marsupial, commonly called by us southerners a 'possum. Makes a greasy stew. They are generally slow, only bare their teeth in defense, but play dead rather than fight. This little fellow was abandoned by its mother and was full of fleas and anemic. She's doing much better now.

This came to my daughter's door yesterday:  

It's going to be interesting to see how this Jurgita community blog goes.  I'll have to find out what the categories are. Does anyone else know?   How about posting a picture? Let's try.   This little bug, six legs, was my lunch companion the other day. Any bug expert out there who can name it?