white
horse woman
She stands on the raptured
edge of her destiny.
White horse dreaming,
whispers in her ear,
From the rock hard cliff
she plunges, seeking her future.
White horse breathes
on her question mark shoulders,
assures her.
She lands on cradled ground
with new vision.
White horse beside her
runs, laughing.
She is reborn.
~ Thoy
OH, TO BE A CAT
Oh, to be a cat,
sun-dappled mat to nap on.
Catnip toy to lick
and drool, toss it high,
leap and twirl,
besotted fool.
Chin rubbed, lap to curl,
purr and stretch,
time for a meal.
Trip to the litter box
scratch a fresh smell.
Dash the hall, leap the chair
Throw up a hairball
Eat some more.
~ Thoy