On not being a cat
Were I a cat, my love, I'd leave each day
a single dying mouse upon your bed;
Yet, human, I must find another way
And honour you by leaving verse instead.
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Cute and clever. In my cat experience, the mouse was always dead, usually minus its head.
I am glad that you are not a cat. I havn't met any cats that write poetry.'twould be a shame to have been deprived of your lovely verses.XX
Dying mice and road-kill! It must be the change in the weather!Publishing takes various forms, depending on the intent of the author. I subsidised the publication of my concept collection of verse and lyric under the title "Singing Words" for the simple reason that commercial reasons keep this sort of thing from the bookshelf. Joining greater names that mine, I took that path and have had no regrets - especially as its arrival encouraged me to expand my interest into song-writing...with the possibility of actually getting some remuneration (in time!) from my work. The availability of a site like WOL is a terrific shop-window (and platform) for other stuff - as well as a fine chance to read and enjoy poetry from so many interesting and entertaining sources.
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Gus Jonsson
Sun 29th Apr 2012 16:07
Come On Thomas .... If the lady wants a dead mouse ...kill it yourself!!!!
Nice verse. well done!
Gus