The outer dramas
of our lives can distract us
from our inner pain

Cat Haiku

Prompted by Haiku Horizons

On a hot tin roof
she prances, and then she jumps
and lands on her feet

Don't think it's the cat
but once someone got my tongue
Truth is, I miss her

Sometimes I sigh long
and I want to hide away
curled up like a cat

My year in ninth grade
the year of "Year of the Cat"
"Don't bother asking"

Materialists
are those (in philosophy)
who say, "Never mind."

Not out and then in
Strongly embraced all the time
A life of love lived

The core foundation
and the source of all service
Is to own your role

Our date is marked off
on an aged dark calander
set aside by death