I've got the eyes
Of a cat
Like a cat
I behave.
Very long
With them
I’ve lived.
Like them I hurt
If you try to
Pick me up
From your arms
Like I cat
I‘ll run - afar
Can be sweet
Can be distant
Can be eccentric
Always free.
I miaow
When I starve
Not only
For food!
Like a cat
I crawl
And purr
So you can
Caress my fluff…
I’m not
a Catwoman, but
A Woman Cat.
© Dulce
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10 comments:
Most of my life cats have seemed to prefer my company--even though I give them short shrift. Even today, our Bert, age 12, comes to me first, always. Maybe because I "rescued" him when he was 12 cm long...from his cold and wet home in a woodpile.
And just lately, dogs are "taking to me". Don't know why. Maybe as we age, animals have compassion for us?
Peace, Woman-Cat. Keep purrrring!
Woman Cat....Dulce, I love your writings!
My cat Smokey is right beside me as I write these words.
He's a Sweetie...almost 13 yrs old but acts like a kitten at times.
Margie:)
Muy buena la comparación, las mujeres somos un poco así....Woman Cat. Yo particularmente admiro a los gatos.
Besos:)
I liked it. It is a slightly different approach.
You might be interested in this blog:
HERE.
I love my kitty, Bert.
Loved your writing and the picture that went with it was perfect.
PG
D- interesting choice of pics for the text. You are such a riddle to me but the clues keep coming. I have always been a friend to the cat. too much so. They are brutal in nature and if they were 200 pounds, they would rip you to shreds. Still....
Love your post. Purr. ~rick
Hmm, yes, the order of the two words makes a pleasing difference. Woman Cat, I like it!
this is cute:)
I've read some of your post and i love it..
Something about women and cats... I wonder what it is?
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