Thursday, October 13, 2011

The Farm Cats

Where do the farm cats go when it rains?
In the absence of moonlight, do they get lost in the maze?
Do they hunker down among the aging corn,
with their fur puffed up and their eyes squeezed shut
or do they stick out their tongues
to catch the raindrops and splash in the puddles
while the farmer is sits inside
and eats
his soup?.

4 comments:

TACParent said...

This is fantastic! Love, love, love it. Look like a "work of art" we would have studied in high school. The imgagery it evokes is amazing.

Dymphna said...

Thanks!!!

Jason said...

These are excellent! Keep up the writing Dymphna!

Dymphna said...

Thanks, Jason!

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