They stalk me.
those ankle-panthers.
I try to negotiate a way
into their affections,
yet they scorn chin tickles,
belly rubs,
my hesitant ear petting.
Too soon
they strut away,
tails stiff in the air
flashing that old pink
one eye.
They stalk me.
those ankle-panthers.
I try to negotiate a way
into their affections,
yet they scorn
chin tickles, belly rubs
my hesitant ear petting.
Too soon
they strut away
tails stiff in the air
flashing that old pink
one eye.
Felis catus
You have caught a red owl
You have caught a red owl
How would you roast?
Felis catus
You have caught a red owl
You have caught a red owl
How would you boast?
Felis catus
You have caught a red owl
You have caught a red owl
How would you toast?
Let her go to moon
Let her go to moon
Felis catus
Or you would swoon.
Revered, worshipped and idolised
For many a century past,
This model of faultless divinity
Continues to capture our hearts.
Clandestine, profound and bewitching
Epitome of pride and decorum,
A splendid work of nature’s fine art
Enlightens our lives with its aura.
Enchanting eyes reflective in light
During stealthy nocturnal ramblings,
Carnivorous stalker of boundless endurance,
A feline vampire of unfortunate prey.
This diminutive tiger of domestic dwelling,
Switches from aloof predator to loyal
Ally at the crossing of the threshold,
Expressing contentment with a deep vibrating purr.
without a rocking-chair in sight
ol' Tam or Tom rules the roost
guarding henhouse since the fox lit out
and the door fell off its hinges
'n' all the hens cackle nervously about
wondering what tale to tell will
Felis catus softly howl tonight
to lull them nestling to defenseless
© Goode Guy 2013-08-05
for Marianne McKee's print
for the Charles Taylor Arts Center
ekphrastic poetry event 2013-08-11
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicken
Are ancient domesticated cats from an Arabic land
Is it where they came from, as history understands
But this is not so, they lived and graced
For in Cyprus was found, a skeleton in place
Egypt was favourite, until that burial place was found
Interned with its master, on Mediterranean ground
They evolved from wildcats in Africa at large
Five self-domesticating, in evolutionary charge
So the cats you see today, came from them
All coloured so different, every single one a gem
My entry into Constance's " Cat Tails " contest
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-4.php