Tale of the Cat

cat, love, pets

They do not read they do not lie tale of the cat is the life I live by. Be they little be they brown it matters not they remove my frown head to tail. jumping from cat trees up and down playing with strings going round and round my cats my dear friends keep me …

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My old dog

My old dog can't hear so good these days. not even when I yell and scream. but, he can when I clap my hands. He can't see me so good, either. I have to wave my hands to signal him to come to me. and, even then he may not come to me. like me, …

No regrets

I question the sincerity of those who say fervently proudly proclaiming as loud as a tooting horn that they 'regret nothing in life'. for, I have many that I wouldn't repeat for any amount of gold... is it that those who regret nothing have done little right? that they must have lived in a hole …

Profess

throughout time, poetry, steven humphreys, pets, dogs, cats

Talk outside midnight air profess your love toast with wine to one living soul who cares no man amongst us listens no man hears but his own thoughts your own ears hear your words of love they echo in the distance lost in time shout them out in stillness prime time look deeply into the …

Shadow of the cat

shadow of the cat, poetry, steven humphreys

Shadow of the cat an honest heart crept under shutters of your window against the spotlight moon resides in your soul clawing at your feet under covers his sermon a child in the world this little actor bequeaths his whole vocation an innocent soul relinquishing affection of immensity a benediction