Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
My Pillow
Just leave me be
And let me sleep
As I’ve already rested
My tired little head
In this biggest of beds
Onto this softest of pillows
Dreaming peacefully
Of climbing the tallest willow
Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Feet Up
As I lay in this pose
My tummy exposed
Hope none to impose
“Rub my tummy, mummy
Or I will overload!”
Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Fallen for You
Sleeping restfully
Quite flexibly
As fallen I have
Over my other half
Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Sleeping Guard
Sleeping on the guard duty
Is this sleeping beauty
Try to wake her up
And she will be quite snooty
Posted in Caturday
“There are two means of refuge
from the miseries of life:
music and cats”
Albert Schweitzer
Sleepy Kitties
Just the Right Spot
This is my spot
Right here in this cot
It’s always very soft
And just the right amount hot
I really love it a lot
My special little spot
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Left here standing
On this open landing
A church once filled with worshippers
Now heard only
A few lonesome whispers
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
“Enter at your own peril”
The sign was read by Meryl
“Well, we have to get to the next level,
If we want the beat the rebels!”
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
The ruins of Acropolis
A place for fun, a place of knowledge
Decipher if you will
The old texts written with skill
Into to the old stones
Which no one owns
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Oh my, oh dear,
Is this a place I truly fear?
Does anyone my cries hear?
Please, get me outta here!
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
Ladies in waiting
May be a sentence under stating
A few millennia
They have stood in catatonia
Rantings Of A Third Kind 