TABBY DREAMS

for lovers of bast and her progeny

TABBY DREAMS

quiet and elegant she sits,
gazing with emerald eyes
into worlds no person can see...
she scans her universes
as royalty should,
after all, she is a kin of bast...
she is the mystery that lives
walking like mist across a pond
as graceful as spanish lace
draping the frock of queen isabella,
granting her human companions
a whisper soft approval
with a touch of her nose to their cheek
she rules her home worlds
as only a daughter of an egyptian goddess would
drifting through our homes,
a sleek grey to black shadow
fading in and out from her dreams to ours
regally alone and aware that she is...
a cat.