Escaping their dictionary prison
the words fall
scattered on the floor

Finding old friends
in the lines of a poem
their new prism

They are cats lying in the sun
Waiting for critics
to come chase them away

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Raymond Huffman

I am a retired entomologist/educator and have been writing poetry for a long time. It's only been in the last few years that I have taken it a little more seriously. I keep trying through writing to find new perspectives that reveal the layers of meaning that are always there, just below the surface of the obvious. I write because I enjoy it, and sometime it helps me understand the world and myself better.