Showing posts with label nine lives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nine lives. Show all posts

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Jealous Cat


Make noise.
Lots of jangle.  Bang.

Strut about.  Headbutt
Protected only by persistence.

Phone.  Splat of postie's drop.
Arouses more than catnip.

Dinner.  Feign disinterest.
Hope for eager pitch.  Sale.

Evening fare coaxed.  Bowled.
Listen for full exhale.  Then?

Lap is occupied.  Go.

Curl the coat.  Sleep.
Dream unused lives. 



tk/April 2014




R.A.D. Stainforth calmly considers a pussycat: 





*The King of Cats, 1935, Balthus