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Gwen Lake - Tarot & Beyond

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  • About Me: British psychic based in the US; 31 yrs reading the Tarot, a lifetime of the paranormal being normal! Truthful readings always with compassionate guidance toward the best potential in your trends. Free minutes always given following calls of 15 mins.

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Cat haiku

You're always typing.
Well, let's see you ignore my
sitting on your hands.

These are by Deborah Coates, http://labyrinth_3.tripod.com/page27.html and if you have kitty cats at home, you will get a giggle of recognition!

CAT HAIKU

You never feed me.
Perhaps I'll sleep on your face.
That will sure show you.

 

You must scratch me there!
Yes, right there above my tail!
Behold, rising butt.

 

The rule for today
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.
New rule tomorrow.

 

In deep sleep hear sound
cat vomit hairball somewhere
will find in morning.

 

Grace personified.
I leap into the window.
I meant to do that.

 

Blur of motion, then --
silence, me, a paper bag.
What is so funny?

 

You're always typing.
Well, let's see you ignore my
sitting on your hands.

 

My small cardboard box.
You cannot see me if I
can just hide my head.

 

Terrible battle.
I fought for hours. Come and see!
What's a 'term paper'?

 

Small brave carnivores
Kill pinecones and mosquitoes.
Fear vacuum cleaner

 

I want to be close
to you. Can I fit my head
inside your armpit?

 

Wanna go outside.
Oh, crap! Help! I got outside!
Let me back inside!

 

Oh no! The Big One
has been trapped by newspaper!
Cat to the rescue!

 

Humans are so strange.
Mine lies still in bed, then screams
Are my claws that sharp?

 

Cats mew out of angst
"Thumbs! If only we had thumbs!
We could break so much!"

 

The Big Ones snore now
Every room is dark and cold
Time for "Cup Hockey"

 

We're almost equals
I purr to show I love you
Want to smell my butt?

 

Haiku

is a small poetry with oriental metric that appeared in the XVI century and is very popular, mainly in Japan.

It's a contemplative poetry that valorizes nature, color, season, contrasts and surprises. Usually it has 3 lines and 17 syllabes distributed in 5, 7 and 5. It must register or indicate a moment, sensation, impression or drama of a specific fact of nature. It's almost like a photo of some specific moment of nature.

 

 

Published Thursday, September 13, 2007 12:29 PM by Gwen Lake
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