Over another Hump

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Writers Block


It's one of those days
when inspiration won't come.
The cat needs a cuddle -
from who else but her mum?
It rained hard all night
now it's cold out of doors,
PO hates going out
to get mud on her paws.
I've a deadline to meet
but she doesn't care,
I cannot refuse her,
she knows that, I swear.
I'll be patient and wait,
for lunch time is near.
When Frank gets his sandwich
she'll leave me, I fear.
Frances Mackay (c) 24-05-10

5 Comments:

  • ah, cats they do like to take a bit of our time..when we need to do other things..but we wouldn't have it any other way now would we?...purrr...:o)

    Love and Blessings,

    Rhiannon

    By Blogger Rhiannon, at 12:40 AM  

  • I love this. We just added a second kitty friend to our home. :)

    By Blogger Amanda Borenstadt, at 7:29 AM  

  • I just adore my cat Hazel!She sleeps on my bed each night, making herself very comfortable
    She is so clever...knows my habits, knows what tv programs I watch. She knows that when she hears certain music on the television, that it is getting close to mealtime.
    Fortunately, my dog and my cat really like each other too...it is a real treat to watch them play together.

    By Blogger Sandy, at 5:08 PM  

  • Lovely poem Frances. Cats definitely march to the beat of their own drum.

    By Anonymous Hayden Mellsop, at 6:48 PM  

  • I found you via Google and I love your writing! I checked out your other journal too. I write from San Diego, California. And I know someone from Torrens Creek!

    By OpenID poolagirl, at 7:24 AM  

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