Welcome to the Worlde of a Fated Fey, one who walks the Shadows between the OtherSide and this Dreamland. This is the Book of Shadows of a hereditary and self-taught Magickal Woman; a Dreamer who possesseth the lineage of Fae, Wytch and Starr Blood. Interwoven together to make an ecclectic source of Magick and Chaos. To walk between the Worldes of the Starrs, the Hidden Realms, the Spirit Worlde and to also Live a human life...
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Alley Cats and Fierce Cats
Free and wild, theyr home is theyr Land
Instinctive is theyr territory, they never forget
Nine lives, never forget a cat comes back
Kings of the jungles, in the trees above they will be
Tis theyr mane they were like a crown
Queens of the streets, fast and sleek
Tis theyr choice, an independent queenly desire
A home they make theyr own if invited to stay
A home they make theyr own also, if they would like to stay.
Tis why the queen knows her hood, thats a cats way back home.
Cats are like the cheetah
Confronted by the liar and the cheater
A lion if proud, or with pride
A tiger if angered, scared or harmed
A panther to hide, and fight like the dark
In comfort and at home, purrs like the kitty
Blissful, content and very happy
They were once long ago treated like royalty
Tis the reward, of a once mighty people
Purring cats are a happy cat, lucky for you
You were obviously theyr reward is how cats think
For else what is all this luxury for? I am a lucky cat
If unhappy, away they will stay maybe never to return
If one chooses the streets for life or life chooses for you the street...
Tis the wizened old tom cat
Tis his territory, he cares for the lost and the stray
All are needed, and each is a home
Cats survive that way.