
Wilmington , NC
ph: 919-951-9376
diana
The Island of Cats
There's a mystical island
Not on any map
Which is commonly known
As the Island of Cats
You can only arrive there
When the moon's at the full
And it shines on the rocks
That gleam in its pool
The dolphins that play
In the waters offshore
Go through a strange change
Under that moon's silver glow
As they approach that path shining
In the moon's eerie light
Their fins become paws
But on just this one night
So if you've been wondering
Where the cat's cry comes from
You can now understand
That it's really dolphin song
inspired by a collage created by J. Munn
talking to titmice
my little black cat
sits in the window
talking to the titmice
at the bird feeder
What is she saying?
'Oh, if only I were
allowed outside...'
or simply 'Good morning'?
well, she is a cat
but I love watching the birds
and I love watching my cat(s)
sitting in the window
talking to titmice
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Wilmington , NC
ph: 919-951-9376
diana