Catisthenics
Today she turned a perfect
somersault on the porch,
a feat we’d never seen—
her black velvet coat
brushing fate. If only we
could so easily take a new
dare—sweep away fear,
for example, carefree
as a cat.
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I’d love to be that carefree- and that limber! 🙂
Loved this image!
Your cat is much more energetic than our Roman cats! I like how you took the idea to a wise observation.
What a snapshot! Love the message, and if you feel the need to try this yourself on your porch, please let me know!
Very beautiful! Made me remember that sometimes we gotta be a bit like that cat lol
Ah, to be this carefree…I’m often tangled in a ball of yarn overthinking!
Sweet snapshot with a powerful message.
Nancy, what a gorgeous poem and image. “brushing fate. If only we/could so easily take a new/dare” leaves me pondering
the way you mix description
with the human yearning
“to take a new dare”
Exquisite, Nancy!
Love:
brushing fate
f only we
could so easily take a new
dare
Carefree and limber, yes. I have a granddaughter like that.