My two cats Yin and Yang
Both different as night and day
I have two cats called Yin and Yang
I have two cats called Yin and Yang
one moves like smoke, one like a sigh
they don’t chase light or wear a bell
they sit, they blink, they watch me lie
Yin’s the black one, calm and slow
her paws are velvet, never rushed
she knows when silence needs to stay
she curls where all the noise is hushed
Yang is white with storm-grey eyes
she answers back, she wants her say
she claws the wind then climbs my chest
and dares the quiet night to play
They don’t do tricks, they don’t obey
they’ve never cared for rules or fuss
they live their lives on their own terms
and somehow, still, they live with us
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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This is so lovely, Marie! I feel as if I know them!
Love it and I so love the photo :)Yin and Yang
Your cats sound amazing. I've had pets that were independent like that. It's great how they have their own ways and still fit into our lives.