26.7.07

State of Mind

I have been writing these past two months since I last posted a story, just not anything that I've been able to finish. I'm going to try and come up with a little story for this week's Sunday Scribblings, since the prompt seems almost too perfect for me.

In the meantime, here is a short poem:

Little spacecats learn to fly,
Very quickly lest they die,
For in the lowlands of our world,
Poisonous snakes are often curled.


space cat flies over poisonous snake

2 comments:

Diddums said...

Do the poisonous snakes learn to fly too?

Pacian said...

They haven't so far, thankfully.