Cat Days

Noveyre

Lonely playgrounds, empty swings

children off doing other things 

as they will and must, you see

the slide has rain and rust, I deem. 

 

Crackled sidewalk, gray as the heaven's cliffs 

above, the sky like folds of cloth, wrinkled 

wind to whip through the streets and roads 

all of which devoid and alone. 

 

It's slightly cold, a little damp- 

not much to do, but to take a nap. 

Days like these are dog days' foil, 

lonely and slow with nothing too jovial. 

 

Though, it's nice to stay so still sometimes; 

blankets unfurl themselves over sleeves 

mugs of warmth and coffee drinks 

and a little kitten asleep on my knees.

  • Author: Noveyre (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 6th, 2018 13:27
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  • Lorna

    Very good image of a bleak and dreary day.... you had me wanting that "hot drink" - absolutely a day for staying in........

  • Daveyboyz

    Kittens asleep on knees really is the stuff of poetry, I like your folded cloth sky too.



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