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betterdays Apr 2014
small blue cat
curls up on himself
back to the world

content to
dream big cat's dream
safari

where he is
lion tiger leopord
extraordinaire.

he mreowls,
twitches and then starts,
hunting prey,

takes time, stealth
and skill patience, too
as he sleeps,

he stalks, stares,
the little blue cat.
dreaming still.
day four "napowrimo"
prompt - write a lune or a couple(this is my first attempt@ this deceptive form)
thanks to Mary McCray for
directing me to the following site http://www.napowrimo.net/
betterdays Apr 2014
i could see her
then my thoughts
bloomed like
flowers, bright orange poppies
wonderous bright and  i go
and whisper love to
her hair still mussed by sleep
my mind all, raddled perceptions, and  in
moments like these their
ability to wear clothes
of polite deception dies with
stark naked truth gleaming no
shining through to the west
horizon, the wind
blows my deception to
the eastern most point of my love and  iron
rust,red and magenta  notions come out
with joy to play the
sun colours and creases
early morning clouds, they blush in
deference to her ****** beauty the
sun hides, she shines brighter this **morning
napowrimo day 5
prompt: golden shovel.
poem used Janet Frame's  "her thoughts"
agolden shovel is a poem created by using
another poet's work as the ending word
in each line. i have highligted this by using **bold**
this is my first attempt at this difficult form

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