Summer morning weather
absolute bliss
Kitty keeps pushing
against my chest
Rolling around
a big ball of fur
I cannot get enough
of your cuteness
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Tiny Kiss
I softly kiss your
little wet nose
gray nose
that matches your
gray fur
you let me kiss
you twice
with my hands
cupped around your
face, eyes closed
then you walk
around the desk
behind the computer
and back again
with all your
beautiful grayness
to say
“Hello.”
Exposed Feet
Early morning rise
cat sniffing my exposed feet
cover them quickly–
Sad Kitty Haiku
kitty stop screaming
I know I came home too late
just leave me alone.
Ode to Vera
Black, little kitty Kat
let me count the ways
I love the way you
snuggle by my feet
at the corner of my bed
I also love the way you
roll up sweetly by my
sleeping head
A sausage cat, a cat loaf,
a cat inside a box
I’ve seen you sleep
for countless hours
with a stuffed brown
and white fox
Your swinging udders hang
like tiny, floppy patties
still you cry for more friskies
’cause you’re a little fatty
Six times a day you whine and
whine, but always get the food
Sometimes I want to squeeze
you tight, but you aren’t in le mood
You push your back against
my chest to show how much
you love me
and snurggle against all kinds
of pillows, happy, soft, and lovely
and so my little kitty Kat
with esp, telepathy, and
special healing powers
This poem’s for you and
all the times you’ve kept
me safe for hours–
and even if you don’t speak
human or understand a word
I’ve said
please know there’s always a
spot for you inside my heart
and by my head.
The Kitty Mystery
Cannot sleep
Insomnia
Keeping me up
Kraaaack
I hear the door creak open
And a small, gray kitty seeps out
She jumps up with a
White plastic spoon in her mouth
And I
Can’t really tell what she’s doing right now
My Kitty
Her name is Vera.
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Coming Home
Everything seems taller
As my makeshift soul sinks into your concrete floors
My head shifty with a slight headache
As I dream of opening
My apartment door
To see you sniff
And meow
A warm nestling and reverberating of your fur
Were
You thinking of me as you bathed in slanted winter light on
Subtly gray March Brooklyn afternoons?
Ascend
I am practicing no Internet
No TV
What, I wonder, will happen to me?
These worries sound familiar
These words ring like tin in an
empty mind
and mouth
The sounds reverberate
a tepid feeling
I’ve had for years and years…
I recognize it as fear
Creeping up the throat
The spine
Whispering
“Forever, I shall be thine….”
And here I am watching
myself be allowed to slowly descend
when she clearly said to
aspire
higher
and
higher
and higher
because there is no end.
To your love
To birth
To death
Keep your paw
off my cup, kid
Ascend.
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