Unrequited Love

This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,
Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes,
Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between
Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes.

I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration
Of green fires lit on the soil of the earth, this blaze
Of growing, and sparks that puff in wild gyration,
Faces of people streaming across my gaze.

And I, what fountain of fire am I among
This leaping combustion of spring? My spirit is tossed
About like a shadow buffeted in the throng
Of flames, a shadow that’s gone astray, and is lost.

D.H. Lawrence


Dearest Skittles, The Huntress

I'm still in love with you, although SlyCat is your boyfriend. My heart continues to be on fire for you. Here is a lovely photo of me in your garden, waiting for one short glimpse of your sleek tabby silhouette. SlyCat lives thousands of miles away.....

But I am here for you!!!!

Be my girlcat!

Luv,
Sam, The Marmalade Cat