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Waking Honesty

                     Waking Honesty Our cats are not like us.  They sleep the sleep Of focused soldiers, dreaming dreams that we Would never dare.  Cats’ drowsing isn’t deep But deep enough.  They live hyperbole Or, at the least, intensity. They curl Around,...

Self-envy

                    Self-envy I suffer from that rarest illness, called Self-envy. Everyone, it seems, but me Is desperate, as if they each are walled Up in a prison or are like a quay That no ships come to, ever, but my days And nights are full. I have a cat who...

Drowsing Comfort

        Drowsing Comfort Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Why is it that a dog asleep is not Endearing as a cat curled up to nap? That isn’t logical.  A doggy ought To be as cute.  A poochie on your lap...

Cats and Men

                    Cats and Men Winn wasted love, romantic life, on men And cats like men.  The men walked round as proud As only cats (and men) can be and then They left.  Sometimes the men and cats allowed Some stroking of their hairy bodies for A little while and...

What is the Meaning of Life?

What is the Meaning of Life? He asks what meaning life has.  It is life. The question does not have a purpose.  No Reply is needed.  Answers just cause strife. Philosophy is like a blizzard, snow Opaque and countless thoughts of white that pile Up beautifully, but...

Tacit Beauty

                  Tacit Beauty Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Where mountains aren’t, the world is still the world. There may not be the white of peaks or harsh Escarpments, but the streams of spring...