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She Slinks

cat slinking up the hill to the sidewalk in the garden

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Our cat. She’s wild. She thinks only of sleep, water, food, and staying alert. She hears every bird, grasshopper, bee, and butterfly. Did you know the Nez Perce have a word for the sound of butterfly wings? It’s “thlep thlep.”

She Slinks

She sleeps, mostly
Yet always listens
For the chirp of a bird
or the “thelp thlep”
of a butterfly’s wings
and she rolls into her crouch
and slinks.

Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography

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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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