Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



The Dove

Against the morning, eking its way into what Has become today, I see your silhouette the soft lines of you Against the softness Of sunrise How the sun and you Exchange whispers "Have a good day, little bird." "Enjoy the... Continue Reading →

On the Side

Sunlit sat on rubbermaid benches smoking, fueling the desires to bring back old loves And cry, not ones self to sleep but to cry over broken bottles beneath the tone of rocket ships launching from the bedroom. You could never... Continue Reading →

Morning Rush

The engineer today stopped for ducklings. Abruptly. He waited very patiently For them to clear our path. Ducklings changed the course --two hundred people-- waiting suffering worrying The engineer's future is the sun on his plate. He never expected waking... Continue Reading →

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