A Cat Poem

T.J. Does Windows – Revisited

 

She is not sophisticated

In her manipulative use,

Still it is her desired program.

She arrives by invitation

Of the sheer openness to lounge

Gazing out at the spacious world,

No blinds to obscure her vision.

She slumbers utterly content

Upon the eggshell windowsill,

Her sable nose twitching softly

As she seizes some slight fragrance.

She leaps sudden, down gracefully,

Slinking lithe ebony and white

Elsewhere to dream or spry engage

In her coddled cat wonderland.

 

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

March 11, 2000

 

For  the cat lovers out there. I wish I had a picture to put up with it, too.

 

Smiles,

Jo Ann

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