Open Poetry #49 |
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Ophelia's madness |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada ![]() |
My Ophelia sits, poised and preening like a big question mark ready to go, ready to stay I scratch and rub her back gently, she curls and purls, asking for more. I take her into my arms, embracing as children and lovers do. She is quick to read the meaning behind the gesture, murmurs contentedly, affection is her due. Then I brought home another one, furry and white, as cuddly as she, but she threw herself into a fit of pique, demeanor turned bizarre, like a puppet manipulated by an unseen force. I never dream my good intentions she does misunderstand. I puzzle how one cat, male and sensuous sends Ophelia, she-cat and sensuous too, scurrying, delving into madness. @jjote 07302015 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Heh.Heh Either she is pitching a fit and hoping you'll leave the room so she can take care of some business with the male cat. That, or she is just the jealous type and doesn't want you to show Tom any affection. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
good writing...james |
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