Rob Ayling writes: It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied with in seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not?"
TODAY IS A SONATA
Why not indeed!!"
"Poems have a different music
from ordinary language, and every poem has a different kind of music of
necessity, and that's, in a way, the hardest thing about writing poetry is
waiting for that music, and sometimes you never know if it's going to come." -by
poet C.K. Williams.
BIRDSONG MORNING
My cat ,asleep on my
computer
Her bright night eyes are slow
to sing
She moves her fur close for
stroking
Night is a cat-but this is
morning
She did not howl or yowl nor
miaow
She snores as quiet as a
mouse
Other cats she hisses @
We belong to her ,and no other
predator
may take her cat food bowl for
tithing
Now,she indicates she wishes to
leave
I open the door(she refuses her
own small one)
She will now go out and stare at
birds on the lawn
They feel no threat.Her claws
are more for us
It has been a long time since
last hunting.
She is a retired cat now.We
respect that
And let her back in for her
early morning nap.
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