autumn wind
for the cat now, my feet
no longer a toy
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Sreelatha Nair
A homemaker, who lives in Chennai, a city in Southern India. Have been noticed by passersby near roadside scrubs and bushes engaging with nonhuman beings.
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Lovely ku Sreelatha- and a nice use of a midline kire
__Ahhh, those wiggly toes, now covered with Autumn shoes… such a nice verse, Sreelatha the scene of that cat's lost toys.
__My niece found it necessary to have her vet. euthanize her very ill cat "Amore" He was a close friend of mine; this senryu the most recent post on my blog, his walk away.
Lovely ku Sreelatha- and a nice use of a midline kire
Thank you Shrikaanth !
Very nice!
Thank you Melissa !
As a cat lover, I enjoyed this, although there is a sad sense of acceptance.
marion
Yes totally agree with you Marion. Thank you.
Lovely ku, Sreelatha!
Interesting Ls 2 & 3
Well done!
Thank you so much Kala !!
Enjoyed reading this. Lovely.
Thank You!
__Ahhh, those wiggly toes, now covered with Autumn shoes… such a nice verse, Sreelatha the scene of that cat's lost toys.
__My niece found it necessary to have her vet. euthanize her very ill cat "Amore" He was a close friend of mine; this senryu the most recent post on my blog, his walk away.
paw print
on his trail of rest
amore
Again, Sreelatha, I thank you! _m
__Nifty, Sreelatha. Here, the vision's echo. _m
Cat's chase; down this laundry hallway; empty sock.
Beautiful!
Lovely. The wind-tossed leaves are now the toys the cat plays with. Forlorn human.