Papa's Poetry Corner

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Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Soft Ones

The Soft Ones soar in Bright Ones kingdom, I sit, waiting, watching. Out of reach, drifting slowly, I sit, waiting, watching. When they fly, I feel that they must be close to the Bright One. Some of his dark children silhouetted against the blue of his kingdom. I sit, waiting, watching. If I am... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Proverb

Foolish and impetuous be, Two times four, Not three times three. One to eight, You may live fast, But savor the ninth, It is your last. Copyright(c) 2008 Joseph Hotchkiss. All right reserved. *Note* This is from a series of poems and musings that I have written, all from a cat's point of view. Sign in to see full entry.

Sight

When Bright One walks below the skies, And light bemoans it's slow demise, Quiet comes for those who's sight, Is stolen with the coming night. It is then the Chosen rise, Bright time slits to full moon eyes, While the dark bound lay to rest, We set out on nocturnal quests. Forage for discovered... Sign in to see full entry.

A Light In the Fog

The world lays covered in mist and fog. A fine sheen of tiny droplets covers my fur. I lay with my tail over my nose. All is quiet. A distant light upon a far hill penetrates the fog, and softly calls to me. What is this light, so mysterious and beckoning. Is it a message from the bright one? Is it... Sign in to see full entry.

Happy Father's Day Papa!

I do hope you enjoy this.. Your Daughter, Marion Sign in to see full entry.

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