The Rain

The rain,
So many people write about the rain,
So many people sing about it,
So many people think about it
They use it as a metaphor, as a sign, as a symbol
They praise it
They curse it
Others just go about it and barely spare it neither thought nor glance
As though it is nothing; as though it means nothing in their endlessly busy lives
Those that dance for it when it is absent and those that dance for it when it is present
Because to them it represents prosperity, growth, life; because really without it where would we be?
Those that walk under its cold blanket and let it run down their faces in rivults to mix with their tears
To mask their sadness
Or maybe just to solidify that life is a sad, sad thing when they have a bad day
For what better proof is there that life is sad than to have the skies darken and the rain pour on you after life kicks you to the ground
The rain,
Revered
Worshiped
And cursed
But it is just the rain;
Neither dead nor living
Just drops of water from the sky that fall upon us
Isn’t it?

Dreams Of A Dark Kitten

So, I am happy to say that my little companion is not so little anymore. He will cease to be a kitten in just over a month and I am so excited!

But also sad, see, he is becoming a real cat; a creature of the night. So, unlike those good old days, he spends most of the afternoon napping away and enjoying Snoozeville, I hardly even see him any more.

The neighbourhood cougar has taken him away to do with as she pleases, she might be his grandma and poor Rebelz wouldn’t care.

*Sigh*

I caught him napping the other day and found him like this;

Image

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I accidentally woke him up while trying to get a good picture

Ghost

I watched you,

Watched you from afar

Would you never know I was here?

Would I forever be a ghost?

A ghost to you

Incorporeal

Intangible

A ghost forever your shadow!

I want to scream out, “Why don’t you see me!!”

“Why won’t you look at me!”

“Why won’t you know me?”

Look at me!

Look at me and see

See what you have made of me

You and your golden smile!

I am undone!

Unhinged!

Unnoticeable

A ghost

End

Looking in your eyes I see home

I see comfort and calm

Safe and Haven

I feel real for the first time

Real enough to know this feeling is fleeting

Floating where the wind will take it like the feathers of a dove

I see you

I see me

No Us in sight

I look around searching

Searching for the light

Our spark

I don’t find it

It is evanescent

Gone

You

Me

We are no more

A Cat named Rebizzy

A Cat named Rebizzy

I admit it; I am a nerd who loves her cat! Rebelz is a big part of my life despite his vicious nature. He has this crazy way of growing on you that just knocks you off your computer when you realize it.
I have therefore decided to make him his own category. It will highlight The adventures of a cat named Rebizzy.
lol. Don’t judge.