Damn Good Poem by Josephine Lauderdale
Damn Good
Joy unlimited
Crouched
Searching for the throw
Aware of any outside movement
I find the top of a water bottle
My friend, my foe
My entertainment, my exercise and joy...
The sun dappled on my leopard like fur
I am at home
As I chase something i know nothing about
It calls
I retreat
I advance
I carry
And I drop
Now what?
A distraction
A noise
To return...or not
Never the same thing twice
My allure...My pull
To those I fascinate
Shy as I am
I must say... I'm good
Damn good
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4/25/2024 7:40:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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