Evocative
Is The Word
I am contemplating. . .
What do I want to convey?
What it feels like when I see.
No cheap tricks!
Like gazing into a crystal ball,
Looking for something which is not there,
or is it?
I find what I want to know
when I sit down to write.
I answer my questions. . .
Questions I did not know I was wondering over
sitting somewhere inside my heart. . .
discovery!
Now this makes my heart
as light as
a feather
knowing that I am free to drift
to land wherever
it is
that I might need
to
be.
This stray kitty
did exactly that. . .
he landed right here
he is our outside cat
my crazy baby kitty
talks through the window
at this kitty
I found a mother to be
strolling on this tree
she found this place, too.
These thoughts are meant for you xoxox
1 comment:
Why not post a picture of your kitty talking to the outside cat? Would love to see "Ever"...I miss him!
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