Taking photos of your cat?
Be sure to be quick
Or they will move…
Fast, blurred, speedy, slick..
But if you set your shutter speed to fast,
You might catch them
In the
Act!
Blurred cat
Tag: Poetry
Tummy rub time
I warn you,
I have my claws ready!
Waiting to grab you
If you dare
Tickle my tummy,
Beware
This cat has claws
And he’s ready to use them!
Today’s challenge.
Day twenty three of the 64 million artists January challenge. I wrote this…
Day 23, I can’t find the actual challenge, but I think it is to write a poem to support nature and say what superpower you would have.
My super power would be to turn hunters guns into flowers so they can’t kill majestic animals like Lions and Rhino’s and Elephants.
If you shoot at Rhino,
Elephant, or Giraffe,
I will turn your gun into
A flower for a laugh.
You won’t be able to kill,
Despite your evil will.
And with rifle now a rose
A Tiger might bite your nose!
Leave the scarce alone,
Don’t bother to wail and moan,
Elephant want to roam,
Panthers need a home.
No more evil deeds,
Turning guns into seeds!
I’m not saying…
I’m not saying what you are,
A great green mop of fur.
Reflected vegetation?
I’m not sure what you are.
Troublesome alien,
Grass or reeds?
Still not sure what you are.
Pink and green,
Flower and leaf?
You are what you are..
A duster..
Who knows?
Let’s be Optimistic!
Oh let’s be Optimistic,
Let’s have a laugh
Let’s not see the real world
Let’s have a blast!
Who cares if the world burns,
If the Elephants are gone
Let’s all have a party,
I’ll bring my gun!
Now the world is hotter
I can leave my home.
Holiday so far away
Maybe go and roam.
The Antarctic is melting
Trees burnt down to the ground,
If we see a single leaf
Optimism and relief?
Think of the environment
Keep it safe, in peace.
When you’re hurt…
Everything feels grey.
Pain enfold you,
sucks you in
imobilises you..
The world is small
your house is a cocoon,
hiding your body from the world.
Turning your face from the sun,
learning not to want
not to care,
not to bother,
feeling sore
feeling fed up,
being annoyed by everything.
Not knowing how to escape,
mind tied down
like Gulliver
but unable to travel,
finding no way out
in a hole
deep
lost.
Have you opened the window again?
Ooh its cold in here?
Have you opened the window?
Again?
Well I wanted fresh air!
So go outside!
You are heating up the atmosphere…
It’s minus 5 out there..
That’s why you’re wearing your coat in the house?
And the heating is on full…
And the extra heaters are on…
Are you mad?
Is it any wonder I get annoyed?
