Saturday, April 21, 2012


It was a dark and restless night
in the cat's mind, so
she torn the air into bits
and pieces with even breathing:
Thumpt thumpt-her master's heartbeats,
The master felt the cat's whiskers
while the writer empty her mind in silence,
soul searching.
The breathes fastened,
Scents were picked up,
The ellipsis dots were placed
so that curious readers can
be hooked to the stormy moments,
with the cat chewing a full mouth of keys.


  1. i like the ellpsis dots

    wealth of laughter senryu

    verification makes it really hard to comment. you'd get more comments if you turned it off. i had to do this several times to get it to work.

  2. Very nice. I loved this and remembered my last cat that I loved so dearly. He never wanted to be held or stroked, unless of course I was writing or reading, then out of nowhere I'd find this big, darned soft and fluffy cat sitting on my lap, my book, my newspaper or chewing on my notepad. I learned pretty quick that if I wanted to hold that cat I had to pretend to ignore him and then I could cuddle him all I wanted, but still write or read. He never did learn that I tricked him, then again maybe he was tricking me? Be blessed.

  3. Hello.
    Nice imagery and flow.
    Thanks for sharing and for everything you do for the Rally.
    Word verification...grrr! :-(

    The Violet Maiden

  4. [...] while the writer empties her mind [...] great line. Lovely poem. Thank you for sharing.