(you can read about that here)
...but it appears to me that
the frost prefers to hitch a ride
on the cat's whiskers.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Enshrouded
When the fog comes on little cat feet...
(thank you, Carl Sandburg
for etching that imagery in my mind)
...it's time to go and find out
what all is hidden
under its silent haunches.
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