An Inky Puddle

 

An Inky Puddle

Sitting meditating 

Next to an

Open door

Fresh morning air

Wafting here and there

Early sunbeams everywhere

My ‘Spidy-senses’ tingle

And what do I see as

I gaze through the screen

An inky puddle

With luminous yellow eyes 

Flowing by the door

Then back again 

And again 

And again 

Then staring in ... at me

Wide-eyed, feline 

Understanding

--LE

Digital Art - created on my tablet --LE