Cat paws thunder
across the carpet.
the morning stillness
lies quivering, torn.
Mortal combat
is underway--
life and death is play--
my furry children
like it that way.
Oh, well...
at least they eat
the murdered flies.
lee, this was absolutely adorable!! enjoyed this very much!! love, your friend, karen lynn. ((long distance hugs; am still recuperating from being sick the past several days.)))
HA...must have some big cats! :) ("cat paws thunder/across the carpet...") really enjoyed this...great write...been cat sitting this past week, poor little kitty's been in heat, wants to "play," she saw something outside this morning, ran to every single window in the apartment, meowing like crazy...i wouldn't let her out, especially since the "something" was a SKUNK!! :0 thanks for my >grins < for the day...love this! (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on October 6, 2002
Ewwwwww flies ain't my thing..lol Enjoyed this poem though...ty, Dani
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on October 6, 2002
Lee,
Delightful read.. I loved the last two lines the best.
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M.Rose
Delightful read.. I loved the last two lines the best.