“The Woods Have Eyes”
We took Freya out to the woods surrounding our new place, thinking that she’d really enjoy it; the only outings she’d had before this were on a dirt road between two farmer’s fields. In fact, I was worried she’d like it too much and run off or climb a tree. Aaron set her down on a log, and with all the trees rustling overhead in the wind, she just froze in place. It was just too overwhelming for her, so we took her home. Next time, we’ll look for a more open setting.
we thought that our cat would embrace
our new home in a more wooded place,
but the rustling-leaf sky
was too much stimuli–
we could tell by the look on her face.
–Photo by Aaron
michaeljordahl 
exquisite: both photo and rhyme 🙂
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Thank you, John, she is photogenic!
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hahha; indeed she is 🙂 a lovely poem ; I committed it to my journal where only the best poems go 🙂
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Wow, that’s quite a compliment!
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you’re welcome, Michael: it’s an eclectic mix but it’s all quality —
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These eyes! Wonderful and well-written post.Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for those kind words!
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You’re welcome.
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Love this! Freya is a beautiful goddess. Me thinks you are a learned man!
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Me thinks I’m a moron a lot of the time, but I’ll take what I can get. Thank you, Lane!
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Beautiful 🖤🖤
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Thank you much!
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You’re always welcome ☺️🖤
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She is beautiful! Best wishes to all of you, settling in.
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Thank you very much, Michele, it’s a challenge for an old guy!
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Very cool picture, beautiful eyes.
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Those are some eyes. Thank you, Adam!
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Love this poem and post Michael. Aaron’s catography photo is beautiful. Freya just needs a little time to adapt. She does look like all her senses are close to overload in this strange new world. 🤗💕
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It’s quite different than the farmers’ fields she’s used to. She’ll adapt. Thanks!
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