I have an album collection
stray and deliberate;
upon time and circumstance;
friends, years attached and bright shiny faces.
in decade stacks,
on my mind's desk--
I stroke them--
old friends familiar;
lapping them up like kitten's milk--
others move arthritically
My album cat ecology
some paper purring memories.
My hands stroke all of them
in these photos
fresh and graying
eliciting from me
coming to me from down the years.
I think of them all
as cats purring.
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|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|I'm with John here on this one. Just masterful. Patrick|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Thank you for sharing this meaningful metaphorical offering, Lonnie. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Wow! This is awesome, Lonnie!!! Absolutely enchanting writing...beautifully crafted phrases! Bravo!!!
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|This is gorgeous writing, not a waste word or phrase
and ever so superior expression, and for a cat lover
like me, a gem.
I notice, Lonnie, you don't rate your poetry..may i ask
if that's deliberate? This and the others deserve a much