Paws per Play (poem) by Vivian L Dawson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on January 18, 2012

Truly delightful written poetry and so sweet indeed Laura

Reviewed by Joy Hale

Reviewed on January 17, 2012

Purr-fectly divine poetry, Lady Vivian.

Joy L. Hale

Reviewed by Donna Chandler

Reviewed on January 17, 2012

The picture you've chosen goes perfectly with this cute piece of poetry.

Donna

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on January 17, 2012

Truly wonderful write, Vivian! Witty, so unique and thoroughly enjoyable!
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

No matter how we approach this perspective, the truth is how deeply it purrs ...

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

a fittingly feline series of objective correlatives packed between the conjunctions of this lugubrious bromide that skirts the shadows of superstition before coalescing in the charm of a unity that puts the cat in catatonic (and I mean that only in the sense that this 'cat' verse is 'a tonic'...)

Hey, we wouldn't be poets if we couldn't play with words!

Peace, Mercy and Love to you, dear Vivian

Roger

Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

The eternal question I suppose, pause or play. Do we take the risk of rejection or remain silent. Is the outcome to be I, or myself and thee? Pity we do not have the luxury of a nice Cost/Benefit Analysis.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

The likely bunch of musketeers.

Ron

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

I have never been superstitious about black cats, especially after my encounter with a ferrel black cat. Everytime, I mean everytime, I am upset or in a deep quandry about some situation going on in my life, this same black cat shows up to my door. I believe she is the spirit of my Grandmother (Nana) that I was so close to. Each time I see the cat, I know what to do about my situation, it's like she sends me calmness and answers..I love it, I know I can count on this cat every time. It's wild but true.

Much peace, love and light, for making me think of my black cat with your beautiful poem.

Amber

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

Unlike some, I think black cats bring good luck. A jet black kitten found me on a business trip to Montgomery, Alabama several years ago, and I snuck him on the plane ride home. Monty was a true treasure in our home for many years.

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on January 16, 2012

SWEET, LOVELY POEM!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on January 15, 2012

Paws of love purring in fluffy fur ~ Our black cat named Mike
was the most loving. Sweet poem ~Lady Vivian ~ Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 15, 2012

Cats are interesting creatures and I am not superstitious about them. Well done, Vivian. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by william goldman (Reader)

Reviewed on January 15, 2012

I AM, NOT SUPERSTITIOUS ARE U??? HG

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 15, 2012

Eh, it's whatever fairy tale or horror tale we believe, tight? The black cat has a long and sullied tales told about it, witches, etc. I don't believe in superstitious fairy tales. Well, except for walking under ladders and stepping on cracks in the sidewalk.