Kismet in the Cold--a Poetry Friday post

[kellyrfineman]

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Maybe it's NOT a flock of lies. I mean, a cat can dream, right?

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Kismet will have you know that she is a LADY HUNTRESS, thankyouverymuch.

I can't even tell you how much I love a tiny, bat-eared, calico fuzzball. I think the entire poem pivots beautifully on that image... of cough, the mighty huntress. Ahem.

She's just so cute.

Re: Maybe it's NOT a flock of lies. I mean, a cat can dream, right?

[kellyrfineman]

She really is adorable. And she gets quite chatty and switch-tailed about birds and squirrels and such. She had the biggest ears when I found her.

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TOE-BEANS!!!! This poem is full of perfect word-images -- I just love it, Kelly.
And thank you for the prompt. Here we go again...! xoxo

[kellyrfineman]

Thanks!

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Dare I say this poem is purrfect?
I love it - and I want to come over and cuddle your cat!

[kellyrfineman]

Kismet would be happy to have another lap to choose from!

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Yes! Toe-beans!! And "a flock of lies!" This poem is as playful as your kitty. Lovely way to use a sonnet's rhythms to take us from silent watching to imagined leaping back into contented sleep again. Ahhhhhh.

[kellyrfineman]

It's a weird sort of love poem to my kitty.

purring

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I haven't had a cat in a few years and your description makes me wish for one on my lap, dreaming of birds. It's a lovely picture you've given us, Kelly! Happy New Year!

Re: purring

[kellyrfineman]

Cats are such good company. My husband had never had one in his life until he met me, and he held one of those basic biases (cats are stand-offish, dogs are better, etc.). Now he's quite converted. Happy new year to you, Linda!