Stoned Again

30 01 2012

On Catnip

Catnip.  I can take it or leave it.

Usually I leave it only after I take it.

It’s just recreational — no kind of crutch.

Though sometimes I like it a little too much.

 





Precious Green Thing

23 01 2012

Happy Monday, everyone.  What better way to start the week than with a poem?

Precious Green Thing

A treasure so wondrous, it must be hidden,

Safe from prying eyes.

Precious prize, symbol of mystery.

So one with the stars.  So under the couch.

No  plastic ring from a bottle, I vouch.





String Theory

17 01 2012

Did I mention I like to write poetry?  It’s true.  I enjoy the cadence of rhyme.  It reminds me of purring.

Here’s a poem I wrote a few years ago.  It’s called String Theory.

String  Theory

The war against string

Is an ancient cat thing.

From shoelaces to twine,

If it dangles, it’s mine.