Dedicated to snatches of song that can sum up your state of mind at that moment.
To those song-
writers and poets who string words together that anyone can own.
To my own pen, that can create pieces of song, though rare...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
FOG
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
1 comment:
Friend
said...
Haha that is such a cute one. It is especially visual to me, with my long association with cats. I'm also reminded of an early comment to you regarding a cat :-)
1 comment:
Haha that is such a cute one. It is especially visual to me, with my long association with cats. I'm also reminded of an early comment to you regarding a cat :-)
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