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Black Cat Day

(Poem 301 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

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In honor of
Black Cat Day
we allow ourselves
to be silly and play
and pounce
on snacks
watch movies
with no facts
Kiki’s Delivery Service
has a black cat
Jiji is his name
cute sarcastic brat
the Star Trek episode
with the shape shifter
she appears as a feline
with a time-travelling mister
and Edgar Allan Poe
with his creepy tale
of a cat in a wall
who sends a murderer to jail
we even brought
our black meows
as guests of honor
hiding somewhere in the house.

@Home Studio – 301st poem of the year (After having a Black Cat Day celebration at Debbie’s with Celinda.)

Runner ups for the Black Cat Day photos to accompany my poem:

Lady by the Sea

(Poem 291 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/WlhPOf

It was many a long age ago,
     In a village by the sea,
That a woman was found washed ashore
     By the name of Annabel Lee;
She was barely alive but wanted nothing more
     Than to hide her identity.

She was so young, so very young,
     In this village by the sea,
But she cared for her friends and grew strong—
     This lovely Annabel Lee—
She held her secrets close to her chest
     So she could remain free.

But one cold, lonely night,
     In this village by the sea,
She decided to share her long sad tale
     The mysterious Annabel Lee;
She faked her death to escape a man
     And boarded a ship to flee,

But the ship was wrecked and that is how
     She washed up with the debris.
She didn’t know why she was cursed so,
     Why Heaven would not let her be—
Or why the man who claimed her soul
     Would not set her free.
That is why she faked her death,
     The brave Annabel Lee.

But she feared he would find her
     The man she did flee—
     The man she tried to flee—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
     Nor the demons down under the sea
Could protect her now from the evil man
     Who was obsessed with Annabel Lee;

So our village, her people, we crowded around
     To protect our Annable Lee;
And when a man arrived to find the tomb
     Of the beautiful Annabel Lee
We took him to an old corpse we dug up
     And dressed in a wedding gown
     And there he lived by the sea—
     With someone he thought was Annabel Lee.          

@Home Studio – 291st poem of the year  (A response to Poe’s “Annabel Lee”)

Runner ups for the Lady by the Sea photos to accompany my poem: