“Of all God’s creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat.” – Mark Twain
“Way down deep, we’re all motivated by the same urges. Cats have the courage to live by them.” – Jim Davis
La chatte
They call her
Feral
Total lack of moralitié
She prowls about
Mon village
Sampling all the treats
On offer
Living by instinct
Reality not judgment
Despite nine lives
She knows how quickly
Today becomes the past
Her time is not to be wasted
Taking her pleasure
As she finds it
Satiated she moves on
In front of the fire
Reminiscent
Her rough tongue
Traces a map of pleasure
Washing, always washing
Body memories – retracing her passion
Spent
She sleeps
Perchance to dream
Bisous,
Léa
Very nice!
Merci beaucoup!
lovely poem
Thanks Patricia.
Really nice poem and gorgeous wee puss.x?????
Thank you so much!
Thank you so. We divas and our human hope you will visit us on our own blog: http://lesdeuxdivasmavieenrose.wordpress.com
Loved the mank twain and the other contributor .
Merci beaucoup mon amie! We do hope you will stop by and check out our own blog. Colette, Simone and our human. http://lesdeuxdivasmavieenrose.wordpress.com
Thank you Marc! Colette, Simone and the human
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