OctPoWriMo Day 12 – Wordling – October 12, 2015

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Georgia

City Life

With all her courage
she faced the traffic
running the risk
that she might get hit –
buses and cars
thrumming and rumbling
passed ’round her –
but minute and fierce
she dodged them all
’cause she’d learnt her letters
about cars and traffic
from her mother’s pride.
Ah, how the urge was on her
to get back home
she knew he was waiting
and she was chilled to the bone …
scratching at the door
mewing piteously
she pulled at the link
she’d formed to his heart …
he opened the door
petted and hugged her
then lovingly poured her
a bowl of warm milk.

October 12. 2015

Inspired by Brynn and The Sunday Whirl Wordle

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32 thoughts on “OctPoWriMo Day 12 – Wordling – October 12, 2015”

Oliana on October 12, 2015 at 07:33 said:

Nicely done, cara! such a lovely story and photo so beautiful, I want to hug that kitty!

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- Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 09:03 said:
  
  She’s Franz’s Brynn a lovely kitty
  
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J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 09:19 said:

Well done, Yes!

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- Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 09:33 said:
  
  Thanks … I’ve since added three lines .. I forgot to use thrum … which was the word that attracted me to the wordle in the first place!
  
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  - J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 09:58 said:
    
    Thrum is a great word, I must say. Btw, I looked at an upcoming haiku of mine–seems I may have accidentally got it right, as far as the read it both directions deal 🙂 A fluke, may never happen again, so don’t count on me!
    
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    - Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 10:08 said:
      
      LOL … it’s one of the little quirks I like about haiku … flipping the ku and reading it upside down can be way cool!
      
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      - J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 10:09 said:
        
        I agree…I just don’t have lots of extra time/energy 🙂
        
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      - Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 10:10 said:
        
        Know that you mean …. there are times like that … for me, it’s become a habit to read my haiku in both directions … and if I can’t I torture them 😉
        
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      - J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 10:16 said:
        
        Oh you’re cracking me up!!!! Tortured haiku–a whole ‘nuther category, “subset T”…hahahahahaha!!!
        
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      - Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 12:13 said:
        
        LOL … yes … you might be right, I think I am cracking up!
        
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      - J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 21:37 said:
        
        Too much fun in the wee hours 🙂
        
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      - Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:10 said:
        
        LOL … could be! 🙂
        
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      - J Lapis on October 13, 2015 at 08:12 said:
        
        🙂
        
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- Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 10:06 said:
  
  Darn in the end I had to rewrite most of the middle just for thrum … the original post is still up at Poet’s Corner and I’m leaving it like it was.
  
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  - J Lapis on October 12, 2015 at 10:07 said:
    
    Good plan–no need to make yourself nuts 🙂
    
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Wanda Bates on October 12, 2015 at 10:29 said:

So glad that this one had a happy ending. My family had a kitty that kept going back to our old house after we moved. He made it twice. The third time he got hit by a car on one of the busy streets he had to cross.
My dad (RIP) didn’t believe in confining cats to the house. We lost literally about ten of them during my childhood. I became a firm believer in house cats.

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- Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 12:21 said:
  
  I get too emotionally attached to my pets and when they pass it takes me a long long time to get over it. My husband is of the same opinion about confining cats … when my cat Maao died of a feline immunological wasting disease he picked up somewhere during his roaming I decided I will no longer own a cat, unless it is a house cat. Brynn, the kitty in the photo is only 3 months old and she’s watched closely by my son and has never roamed the roads. Hopefully she never will.
  
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Keith Hillman on October 12, 2015 at 11:23 said:

This is just brilliant!
Visit Keith’s Ramblings!

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- Bastet on October 12, 2015 at 12:21 said:
  
  My dear … I always do when I find your writes.
  
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ghostmmnc on October 12, 2015 at 14:33 said:

Sweet kitty, great poem!

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Jae Rose on October 12, 2015 at 14:41 said:

I could have looked at that adorable picture all day…and then your words made the love even more real…pets are the best – or if your very lucky the unconditional love of a person of course!

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:23 said:
  
  Thanks … believe it or not, that photo came out really very dark, couldn’t see Brynn at all! Thanks heavens for photo editing! I agree, pets are wonderful companions. As for unconditional love of a person … that might be a bit heavy 😉
  
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Cressida on October 12, 2015 at 15:27 said:

Seamless use of the words. Cats are wonderful companions. Enjoyed this.

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:20 said:
  
  I do so agree about cats … glad you enjoyed the poem.
  
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kaykuala h on October 12, 2015 at 17:30 said:

Ah, how the urge was on her
to get back home
she knew he was waiting

Perhaps she wants to hold back a little playing hard to get!

Hank

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:17 said:
  
  As any kitty would … they always like to have the upper hand! 🙂 Georgia
  
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Morgan Dragonwillow on October 12, 2015 at 18:39 said:

Lovely kitty poem. We currently have three though only one is mine. And she is well and truly mine as I rescued her as a wee kitten and she thinks I’m her mom even though she is upward of 7ish years old now.

Thanks for being so consistent in linking up your wonderful poems with OctPoWriMO!

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:15 said:
  
  Thanks for the lovely comment … Brynn who is the kitty in the photo is also a rescue kitten along with her two siblings. My son has taken her in and has taught her how to climb down from high spots without falling on her head, he takes his roll as mamma cat very seriously – she’s three months old and has never been in the traffic.
  
  And I’d like to thank you for hosting OctPoWriMo once again this year … a wonderful event!
  
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Jessica Scott on October 12, 2015 at 19:21 said:

What a fantastic twist! Wonderful.

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:11 said:
  
  Thanks 🙂
  
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derelict june on October 12, 2015 at 23:23 said:

I really like this.

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- Bastet on October 13, 2015 at 07:07 said:
  
  Thanks!
  
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