About Alexandra Heep:

Alexandra Heep is a longtime writer, chronic over-thinker, and recovering content mill survivor. Her work has appeared in literary journals, anthologies, and online platforms where words are still respected. She writes children’s books, health reflections, and the occasional blog post laced with humor and hard-won honesty. After years of illness, detours, and navigating the noise of modern wellness, she returned to writing with the firm belief that stories—like people—don’t have to be perfect to matter. She publishes under multiple pen names and drinks more goat milk than you’d expect.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Homage to my Cat

Gracie, taking care of her Twitter Account and Blog.
Yes, she really has her own accounts - and she has more Twitter followers than my NASCAR Twitter.

Gracie's Cupboard

My Cupboard.
(For illustration purposes only, my food is in the fridge, please do not run to the nearest food bank)

How does a 12 inch cat manage to get half of a Queen size bed?

And, every star needs immortalized, so I wrote this poem for Gracie a couple of weeks ago (published on Helium):

Green-eyed beauty up on the window sill
A portrait behind her of life, not still

Blue sky painted with shades of ivory
Autumn’s breeze captures her feline fancy

Calico colors reflected in glass
Perched high above concrete, people, and grass

A comforting shape, she’s contentedly
Steadied by a tail curved elegantly

Slowly shifts after a stretch and a purr
Just to bring to me … sunshine in her fur.

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1 comment:

Diane said...

Gracie's expression looks like my own before tackling some absurd title. I wonder if my eyes glow? :-)

October 6, 2011 at 4:22 PM

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