Nothing wrong
by tarlia on May 18, 2007
in photos, the write way
There’s nothing wrong with what I do,
With pleading eyes and plaintive meows.
I don’t mind the pats and scratches,
Heck, I don’t mind badly spelled captions.
But it’s the gooshy food that I want,
And don’t you ever forget it.
Coming?
by tarlia on May 17, 2007
in photos, the write way
“Are you coming?” asked the Orange Cat,
Tossing the question over a furry shoulder.
We just had a nice chat about God-know-what,
And he darted down a well-travelled rabbit path.
He paused to see if I would follow,
Find out where our conversation can go.
But I left him there at the roots of a tree,
Parted by a fence in our destinies.
It won’t have worked out with the Orange Cat,
We both have places the other can’t tread.
Someone finally breaks in her Moleskine
by tarlia on March 27, 2007
in the write way
