Klimt with kitty

I really like this blog writers and kitties
 here is a painter with his kitty 

Fleeces

'We move from green geese to sheep and grass today in a poem that both disturbs and intrigues. 'Fleeces' from Ruth Stacey on IS&T now.

'Are our lambs at the right school/to get the high results to land/
the correct job to buy the/most grass –'

Helen Ivory


'A dark hallucinatory Poem from Ruth Stacey. 
A poet that always cuts a little deeper. Immerse yourself in it...'   

Chris Guidon

You can read my fleeces poem here, at Ink, Sweat and Tears

a dusting of frost

She lives on love street

Why?

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life

I know you'll be a sun 

in somebody else's sky, but why

why, why can't it be, can't it be mine?

People tell me it's a sin

To know and feel too much within...