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Rendezvous

Near the reeking garbage pile two black cats chanced to mate in the black of the night merging with a thousand shadows in dim light Nothing seen, but two pairs of glistening eyes and a loud shriek and a whining cry as if they were in intense pain! Was it a forced rape or a pre arranged rendezvous of the lovers? Did I hear a squeal in delight or a cry in helpless agony?
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Gorelick Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 12:30 PM
The cats' pajamas!
George Avatar
July 25, 2022 at 7:42 PM
Ha... ha ! Thanks Robert !
Wolf Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 8:17 PM
I was thinking of throwing out my garbage tonight, But now -- No thanks, parlez vous, if I might meet up with such a rendezvous! lol. Happy Sunday, Valsa.
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:49 AM
Don't throw your garbage out. You will be inviting trouble... ! Thanks for your witty comment, Gershon!
Anaya Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 8:09 PM
I'm definitely with LOVE, come on look at that gorgeous pussy, a Mench! At 12, Valsa I had 13 stray cats...I would leave food outside. I started hearing the screeches at night under the house, frightful! Pepsi the only one I let inside, was beaten, face scratched up, defending herself! Lol Rico!
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:46 AM
To have thritrteen stray cats being fed by your hands is quite something of a generous gesture. ! We should have compassion for man and beast.... ! Thanks a lot Anaya !
Leffanta Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 6:45 PM
Possibly both? Some females can shock with the noise they make and/or words they utter, but nothing is as horrible as a female mountain lion in heat and no male for miles around! Aloha!
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:42 AM
Your comments too are quite interesting! Thank you Rico....
Dietrich Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 6:38 PM
haha. rape or date? I really enjoyed this.
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:41 AM
Thanks a lot Andrea
Ray Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 1:57 PM
i like the juxtaposition but to be honest that would be more like mallards who do gang rapes so i love the images and fondle the thoughts of "amor" because....well, making love rests easier within....enjoyed the poem
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:40 AM
Mallards do gang rape.... ! It is a new knowledge ! Timothy, thanks for our visit and kind comment !
Poet Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 6:07 AM
Intriguing verse, dear Valsa.I'm wondering if their cries and noises aren't a natural reaction to some kind of stimulation.
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:38 AM
Sure it must have been the expression of some stimulation ! Thanks a lot dear Lasaad !
Pandit Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 6:03 AM
Sound in the dark of night well captured, Valsa. Have no idea how they express emotion--perhaps that is what you heard.
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:37 AM
Yes, we do not know if the sound I heard was one of joy, fear or dread.... ! Thank you Vijay!
Buhagiar Avatar
July 23, 2022 at 12:49 AM
Your imagination has ran away with you in this poem. Intriguing, dear Valsa.
Buhagiar Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:57 AM
Of course it's a compliment. Hugs.
George Avatar
July 24, 2022 at 1:35 AM
Hope t is a compliment ! Thanks a lot Victor !
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