Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World




beneath blankets fresh from linen closets, behind glass comfort, hot tea. grey are the silver droplets caught by dying rose petals

When you’re not paying attention

Trying to get nails Out of my black rubber shoe Glimpsed a hawk's tail And the mouse he'd caught fell Ran off toward the sunset

Ripe fields, cantaloupeon the breeze touches my noseI follow to Greece Smashing flies with spatulaas puppies trip over vines *** Tanka challenge- using five wordsGreeceCantaloupePuppySpatula     

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