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    Closer to Okay

    Closer to Okay

    the old cat--
    purring...

    the scale tips,
    closer to okay
    Last edited by Darkkin; May 10th, 2019 at 03:01 AM.


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    Boy do I know that feeling, Darkkin. There is something magical about that sound and feeling that little warm motor vibrating against you, peaceful and soothing. Nice.
    There is no life I know
    To compare with pure imagination.
    Living there you’ll be free
    If you truly wish to be.~ Willy Wonka

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    Lovely, brings a nice warm feeling. Much closer to okay. Your poem would make a good senryu.

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    Cat Cat is nineteen, and she never ceases to amaze me. Last night I sat down to take my shoes off, wasn't in the chair even a minute and she was there out of nowhere purring. She was simply there. Sometimes that is enough.

    @TN

    I will take your suggestion under consideration, although when this was written, it was only closer to okay...Much requires, a bit more to be true.

    Appreciate the reads, the observations, and time...

    - D.


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    Dakkin, I didn't mean the 'Much' as an addition to your poem, simply the poem is much better than okay

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    Oops! Misread that, sorry. I was too busy counting syllables that that went right over my head.

    - D.


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    The very essence of purrrfect peace and contentment... this poem is as simple and as complex at that purrrr....
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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