The outer dramas
of our lives can distract us
from our inner pain
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Sunday, March 27, 2016
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"
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"
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