Search

Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World

Tag

quiet

Rib to Rib

In the face of chaos Spring shows herself to me. Beyond measure of my body The length from toe to head, width of rib to to rib I’m just with myself. But I can be with everything else, stuck in... Continue Reading →

Future Cat Space

Curled up in the brown Exploring comfort In the voices around She has six toes If she speaks, hears or Sees evil, I don't know I move her to another place With sunshine warming the grey Eyes curious as I... Continue Reading →

Walking

under a blanket of grey I am touched by winter's quiet any movement seems subdued against the coldness in the air so many wish to move so many sit silently they watch from their windows (the geese fly by in formation)... Continue Reading →

Grey

The pavement already changed its grey to blend into the darkness of the day. Silence washes over the trees for now, the chilled wind picking a path to me, flushing. It is not the acres of forest waiting, longing for... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: