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by Cat Sith
Tue Aug 27, 2013 12:00 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

I don't want to write
a love poem. I don't.
I don't. I don't.
Ugh.
by Cat Sith
Tue Aug 27, 2013 11:45 am
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Toil and succour
Replies: 345
Views: 119234

Re: Toil and succour

I'm moving to Shangri La where cattails wave in every breeze. Wild ponies fill the meadows; the dragons guard the seas. I'm leaving all my sadness in a bottle by the door, and taking all my happy packed in paper sacks galore. I will frolic in the shadows wearing nothing but a thong and explore the g...
by Cat Sith
Wed Aug 21, 2013 1:26 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

Today I stole a shovel from the garden bench and stomped into my head. I thought -- I thought I'd do a little digging, look for stones and roots, bugs or -- or maybe plant some ideas. There were an awful lot of holes, I noticed, so I filled them up with feathers and fluff. Now my head is full of nes...
by Cat Sith
Fri Aug 09, 2013 12:46 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Freewrites
Replies: 490
Views: 193331

Re: Freewrites

Great storytelling, Olson. I hope you work on this one. I think you have something here!
by Cat Sith
Mon Aug 05, 2013 11:48 am
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

I cling to my tree
like death, swinging
from a knotted rope.
The creek is dry. Rocks
are sinister. I consider
nothing.
by Cat Sith
Mon Aug 05, 2013 11:05 am
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

Today my house is filled with air,
crisp and rare for summer in this humid
hell. I'm not there. I'm trapped inside
a frigid box complete with locks and chains.
No light. No doors. I suffocate. Search
for escape. My fingers tap, tap, tap--
tap, tap, tap. There it is. My key!
It's made of poetry.
by Cat Sith
Sun Aug 04, 2013 5:30 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

Bewildered, wide-eyed, she watches people on the street, some fast, some slow, some with nowhere to go. It's a dog-eat dog world , she thinks, glad that she's a cat. Her whiskers tingle and twitch as a patron leaves the local seafood shack. She slips in quietly, steals a fish,and hides under the nea...
by Cat Sith
Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:40 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Titles: Game Prompt
Replies: 29
Views: 22239

Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Bring Me Another

Another sip, another round,
another slip, another break,
another trip you'd best not take.
Skip it, pound for pound.



Title: Mismatched Socks
by Cat Sith
Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:02 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Toil and succour
Replies: 345
Views: 119234

Re: Toil and succour

Cats rule and dogs drool at your feet. Trust is an upside down cat in your arms, belly rubs and purrs. Love is vomit laced with fur, over and over, on your bed pillow, on your new jeans. Dogs forgive. Cats never forget. Felines make you earn it, while canines wag and play. Cats say-- sit. Stay . It'...
by Cat Sith
Sat Aug 03, 2013 12:45 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Therapy Poetry
Replies: 37
Views: 21648

Re: Therapy Poetry

Peace and poetry,
like love and war,
like sex and gore--
it's everywhere.

It
should
not
be.

Be brave.
Break wind
with goblins
and carry on.
by Cat Sith
Wed Jul 31, 2013 1:09 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Titles: Game Prompt
Replies: 29
Views: 22239

Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Letting Go Her fingers burned, even through the cool web of moonbeams she had so carefully laced end over end to form the slingshot. Her shoulders burned with effort as she pulled back and aimed north. Always north. Her eyes burned-- lighting the sky in violet arcs, while a ghastly glow lingered wit...
by Cat Sith
Mon Jul 22, 2013 12:00 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Titles: Game Prompt
Replies: 29
Views: 22239

Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Listen Listen here, and listen well. I think we should go to hell to meet the devil in his lair. to stand our ground, defy his stare. We'll hang our feet over the fire, confess our every tenth desire. Laugh at temptations-- one and all. We'll beat his game. We will not fall into the mire, into the o...
by Cat Sith
Sun Jun 30, 2013 6:32 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Toil and succour
Replies: 345
Views: 119234

Re: Toil and succour

And the question is . . . ? :D
by Cat Sith
Tue Jun 11, 2013 1:16 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Freewrites
Replies: 490
Views: 193331

Re: Freewrites

I like this one. :smt003 W Moments She rides her bike through spring skies and stops to help a hurt butterfly. She cries when she finds the baby butterfly will die. With soft songs she sings and stays all day, missing work and dinner she sings and sends comfort into the butterflies eyes. She wakes ...
by Cat Sith
Fri Jun 07, 2013 12:26 pm
Forum: General Discussion
Topic: Titles: Game Prompt
Replies: 29
Views: 22239

Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Only

Singular. It's the new rage.
The me phase. The hold your breath
and bleed stage. The future looks for
cooperation, but segregation is in.
Find your place and tweet it. Repeat it
after me. I am only a breath away.
I am only a breath away.


Title: Breathe

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