Thoughts on a black cat

Only a cat,
and I stay in my place...
Up there on your chair,
on your bed or your face!
only a cat,
and I’m not finicky much...
I'm happy with cream
and anchovies and such!
only a cat,
and we'll get along fine...
As long as you know
I'm not yours... you are mine



More thoughts on a black cat

A cat as black
as blackest coal
is out upon
His midnight stroll,
His steps are soft,
His walk is slow,
His eyes are gold,
they flash and they glow.
And so I do run
and so I do duck,
for I do not need
His black-cat luck.

by Old Salfordian

I am invisible

I am invisible

Yet I can see everything you do

I can hear the lies slipping from your tongue

As you leave me a voice mail

This is second nature to you

Trapping the naïve requires no effort whatsoever

I’m not surprised or shocked by this.

How dare you tell me I’m paranoid

That I’m making false accusations

How dare you mess with my mind.

I am invisible

I watch as you spin your web of deceit

I’m not upset or angry

I have no animosity towards you

I feel a sense of calmness and strength

Now I can walk away from you

I am free.

Goodbye.

by Callie