The Performers
Butterflies dance sun-drenched drunk
amongst Marigolds, Lavender, and Violets,
ignore puppies in clown-like pursuit.
Kitty's tail twitches as she regally sits
upon windowsill, a ringmistress of sorts
watches performers spin, tumble and soar...
green eyes plotting a Houdini-style escape.
by Margaret Bednar, June 16, 2019
linked with "The Sunday Muse #60" and The Sunday - the Wednesday Muse #12 - Sevenling Poem".
and "The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - The Tuesday Platform"
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| Photo for Sunday Muse #60 |
I invite you to listen to me read my poem:
14 comments:
Lovely write, I really enjoyed it, Margaret.
A glorious window on the day :)
You created a wonderful scene with this poem.
Love the stage you have set here Margaret! So true to how it truly is! I love this! Puurrfectly wonderful!
Hehe! Kitty knows all, reveals little! ;-)
Love it.. Cat's no when to appear, when to exit, and when to ruffle tails.
I can see it! Especially the gamboling puppies! And imperious cat!
I love the cat as the ring master! A magical read and I want to see
the puppy act, for sure~
This is a nice read, Margaret. The cat knows the script and will make sure all goes right. Conduct as needed.
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I love your sevenling poem! It makes my morning to read it.
I wouldn't trust the Kitty to keep the peace for long... love the scenery.
This is excellent, Margaret! Love ring I stress and the plotted escape.
Oh this is incredibly exquisite writing, Margaret!❤️ Love it!!
such a pretty scene!
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