Outside cat is huge!

I just noticed that the outside cat (seen here inside) is almost as big as my trumpet case. This gives you an idea of the scale of him! He’s got used to knocking on the cat flap now. He could walk through it as we have it set to coming in only, but I think he would struggle to squeeze through!

Tonight he was lying on the two arms of our armchair, on a cushion placed between the arms. He had his paws and his face on my hand. He was dreaming and his head and ears were twitching, his claws stuck in my hand at one stage. Then he woke up and went to the back door. He only stays in for a couple of hours, unless he’s deeply asleep. No doubt he will be back in an hour or so.

Sea of sleep

Posted on February 9, 2021 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bed, Dream, harbour, Poem, Poetry, Port, Sea, Storm, WaterLeave a comment

Storm tossed in my duvet

Slipping beneath waves of sleep,

Sometimes floating

Or clawing back to the surface.

Submerged in dreams

And in my galleon

Surrounded by dolphins

I finally wake

In the safe port

In the harbour,

Of bed…

Todays#bandofsketchers prompt, dreaming.

Posted on January 26, 2021January 26, 2021 Posted in Cat, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged #bandofsketchers, Art, Cartoon, Cat, catching, Drawing, Dream, Dreaming, Fish, Life, SketchLeave a comment

What on earth do you draw? I tried to think, but dreams are so ephemeral and hard to remember. They are fantastical and sometimes full of bizarre images. But I decided to draw a simple dream of a cat scooping up a fish… Hopefully it falls plop! Back into the pond!

Sleep

Posted on October 6, 2020 Posted in Cat, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Art, Cat, Curled, Digital art, Dream, Photo, Photodirector, Poem, Poetry, SleepLeave a comment

Sleep

Sixteen hours

Curled

Curved

Paws over nose

Twisted

Tummy stretch

Yawn

Pounce

Sleep again

Dreaming

Twitch

Warm

Purr

Pure love.

Seen it all before,

Eyes closed,

And repeat,

I wish

Posted on September 4, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Boat, Calm, Dream, Duck, Flight, Lake, Poem, Poetry, Rudyard lake, WaterLeave a comment

I wish I was in that boat,

floating on the lake,

watching the ducks

taking flight

with great strides

across the water….

Flap, flap, fly

soaring over me

reflected in the water

like the white sails

of the boat

stirring in the breeze

rippling the water.

Floating along, calm.

Is it time?

Posted on August 15, 2020August 15, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Dawn, Dream, Night, Nightmare, Poem, Poetry, Rest, Sleep, Time, Time to sleep, Time to wakeLeave a comment

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Is it time?

Is it time to sleep?

To rest

and dream

or fear

with nightmare?

Is it time

you walk through the dark

no light on show.

Up the stairs

through the bedroom door,

ready to sleep,

wake no more

till dawning light

pierces your eyes

awake again

no more to lie.

No sleep,

wake fast

it’s time.

Goodnight.

Cloud bird?

Posted on August 14, 2020August 14, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bird, Blogging, Creative writing, Dove, Dove of peace, Dream, Life, Mystery, Peace, Short story, Vision, Why?, WorldLeave a comment

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It was high up in the sky, a cloud shaped like a bird? No shaped like a white dove. A dove of peace.

All around the world people looked up and saw it. The symbol of peace.

We saw it one evening, then again the next day. It was happening everywhere. People were posting images on the Web. On visage journal and quick telegraph!

The government’s didn’t like it. They asked their troops and scientists to investigate. Look at the occurrences. Telescopes were trained on each cloud. Radar and radio telescopes. No sign of a reason. It was a mystery.

A week after it started it ended. People saw Elephants and crocodiles in the clouds, turtles and Teddy bears. But no mote of dust or speck of mist became a dove of peace. People started to miss them. Fights broke out between neighbours, children cried. The world had lost magic. Sadness flew round the world. Maybe one day there woukd be an answer.

Colour on the windowledge

Posted on August 14, 2020August 14, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Colour, Dream, Glass, Life, Mind, Photo, Poem, Poetry, pots, WindowledgeLeave a comment

Colour is my friend,

It holds my hand

Shines from my eyes

Visits my dreams.

Colours tickle my taste buds,

Get up my nose,

Flirts with my senses.

Colours touch my heart,

Play with my mind,

Cures my blues.

Colours are in me

Around me

Through me.

Are me!

Crossed paws

Posted on June 7, 2020June 7, 2020 Posted in Cat, UncategorizedTagged Blogging, Cat, Curled up, Cute, Dream, Goodnight, Paws, Poem, Poetry, SleepingLeave a comment

The cat has taken up residence on the microwave. He likes it in the kitchen because I think it’s cooler for him in the evening. The other cat sleeps upstairs. I just move things out of his way and he settles down. I like it when he crosses his front paws over his nose. He looks so cute.

Snuggled.

Paws crossed,

keeping the light out,

closed eyes,

relaxed,

asleep.

Sweet.

Paws twitch,

mad dream,

running and chasing

in his mind.

You can’t catch me,

he thinks,

as he curls into a tighter ball.

On my shoulders

Posted on May 13, 2020May 13, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Covid 19, Dream, Outpouring, Poem, Poetry, Poetry and the virus, Sleep, Stress, tension, Thought, TiredLeave a comment

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The weight of the world,

making me creak,

making me break,

making me crumble and quake.

Pushing me down,

pushing me under,

finding a crack,

break me asunder.

Restricted and tight,

no room for movement,

shoulders so stiff,

I want to surrender.

Sleep is my safety,

sleep is my friend,

but like a lost child,

I cannot find peace.

Dreams do not come,

only a blackness,

to tired to think,

curled on my mattress.

One day I’ll wake,

free from this tension,

or I’ll be gone,

broken,

departed.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Dream

Outside cat is huge!

Sea of sleep

Todays#bandofsketchers prompt, dreaming.

Sleep

I wish

Is it time?

Cloud bird?

Colour on the windowledge

Crossed paws

On my shoulders