Philippa Lane

Rookie (March 7th,1941 / Chichester, West Sussex, England)

Felinity - Poem by Philippa Lane

I was dead wood in a forest
flowing with sap

I am living in a fantasy
where the bud unfolds

like a cat with its belly full
bask in a sunbeam

contentedly licking my paws

I cry over spilt milk but the cat
will lick it up

slink outdoors stalking through
its territory

it prowls in its predatorial role
with stealth and grace

and hunger pains

Senneville, Québec)

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  • (3/30/2005 10:09:00 AM)

    Unbeleavable, that this was originally two pages long! Wow, you did great. Unfortunately, I am still at the two pages stage!

    Thanks for helping me with it :)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 18, 2004

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 10, 2006

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