Prompt: Wink

On doesn’t disturb a birdwatcher.

And from the corner of my desk, I hear

The particular sounds of a dedicated birdwatcher,

The chattering chirps come quietly, the body tucked and alert.

 

And you wouldn’t distract a starving child

From the only meal it’s had in awhile.

So intent on getting to the dish and eating it all

Before someone else could possibly take its food away.

 

You couldn’t think to wake a sleeping person

Whose been working hard all day

Keeping intruders at bay and keeping track

Of all that goes on in its own immense domain and estate.

 

I’m beginning to think perhaps

I should possibly dip in reverence

Next time I serve her majesty’s meal or snack

And, WINK, she sends me her love across the room

And I’m content at last.

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Prompt: Shock

I’ve found just that right position.

The covers are up just so.

My pillow is at the perfect angle.

And I close my eyes and allow my mind to drift…

 

I let my breathing slow.

I feel my heart do so, too.

I let go of that last bit of tension.

My mind has stopped processing at warp speed…

 

My focus seems fuzzy.

Darkness is descending nicely.

And then there is the shock

Of nine pounds of black fur and purr pouncing…

 

I jolt and stiffen for a moment.

She circles once kneading my feet.

Into a black fur ball of warmth.

Once again darkness descends nicely on me…

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