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The history of Prosperous Snow written for the group Reminiscences |
1 Vashtie's Eyes I It's her eyes that tell the story, The calm acceptance of love; Her joy at my presence rumbles in her throat, But it's her eyes that reveal her true feelings, As she lays, with them closed, in my lap Or watches me from a shelf. II Oval emeralds glow in pools of green fire for the beloved. 2 Lion in Autumn On crisp fall mornings Lion's stripes turn deep pumpkin; his orange streaks stand out against his gild undercoat, like a lit Jack-o'-lantern on Halloween night. 3 Vashtie in Winter A cut cat lays on my Mother's hat, usually she's laying on her lap. 4 Queen Vashtie She stood in the entrance entranced Her green eyes shining in the dark Two giant emeralds in lime green pools 5 Vashtie's Jungle Huntress prowling a scarlet jungle she stalks gray dust bunnies to their lair. Tigress slinking through thick shag carpet she terrorizes red yarn serpents. Dark lioness she curls silently beside a white space heater. 6 Wake Up Call Razor sharp teeth close upon my hand, needle sharp claws penetrate my flesh, Bringing me to consciousness. I am awake! The cat is purring! 7 Shadow Cat Night's invisible essence, she prowls the dark hallway, her rust streaked charcoal gray, blending withe the shadows of morning. 8 Pumpkin's Kittens Orange and brown patches Decorate her white fur coat Energy's essence Hopping across the floor His black fur has orange spots On his toes and head Orange like its mother The largest of the litter Was the first to climb The litter's smallest She has dark fur a white toe Orange spots on her head 9 Lap Junky When the wind blows from the north, and the house is cold as Nephelheim. She lays, curled in a tight ball, upon my lap. Her motor put on low, Her purr almost inaudible she is content with me as I am. 10 Vashtie's Toys She sets statue still on the edge of a pink bathtub. and watches as bubbles rise. The tip of her tail sways, as she extends one delicate black paw to retrieve the rainbow bubbles that disappear from her unsheathed claws. 11 DC I Large black and white male Long haired mixed breed goateed American cat II A purr that would wake The living rumbles through the house Lights the morning sky 12 Siblings in Fur My chair is kept warm, by my black and whit brother in fur. In the bathtub my guard is my black and silver sister in fur. 13 Vashtie Huntress, prowling a red carpet jungle, she stalks a gray dust bunny to its lair. 14 Midnight Like stars in the midnight sky half-a-dozen white hairs mark the location of vocal chords that vibrate with contentment. Waves of contentment emanate from silk soft ebony that is the essence of midnight. 15 Jack Daniels Jack Daniels sets On the outside looking in With claws unsheathed He scratches on the window pain Demanding Vashtie say "Hello" to him 16 Escape A streak of black lightning Brushed past my bare leg Tall hairs Standing on end She flashed down the stairs In pursuit of an equally fast Streak of yellow lightning 17 Cute Cat Vashtie lays curled in my mother's knit hat usually she lays in my mother's lap. 18 Prince Silken smooth fur rubs against my cheek, purrs echo-- Prince of joy arrives. 19 Underfoot When I walk through a room the cats are underfoot. The cats are underfoot all the time. They can't stay out from underfoot. I would miss them if they weren't underfoot. Poet's Note: ▼ |
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