Catty Honesty




I am not your pretty thing
to dress in lace and ignorance.

The mirror in my eyes
reflects what it sees.

If you don’t like the judgement,
don’t provide the reason.

©Susie Clevenger 2019

The Sunday Muse #60

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  1. HelenJune 17, 2019 at 1:32 PM

    Lesson learned, Madam.

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  2. FireblossomJune 17, 2019 at 1:53 PM

    Spoken like a true cat! Pow pow pow.

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  3. Carrie Van HornJune 17, 2019 at 2:45 PM

    I am certain if a cat could talk in words, that is exactly what it would say! Although cats speak to us in many ways, and do not speak to us in many ways. LOL.....love your catty honesty Susie!

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyJune 17, 2019 at 7:26 PM

    I love "the mirror in my eyes reflects what it sees."

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  5. VickiJune 18, 2019 at 7:40 AM

    Powerful lines here, Susie. Love it.

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  6. purplepeninportland.comJune 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM

    Ha! Love this Susie!

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