Purrsday Poetry: Chester

Hi everyone,

Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Gwen Davis-Feldman. The poem also doubles-up as a Tribute to her cat Chester.


Saturday, April sun with January cold
The vet visit is unexpected
Our battle plan in place:
We are bringing you home alive
Dropper feeding around the swollen jaw
To keep you that way
You are still the same, we say

And you are
Roaming the house at night
Looking for the soft crook
In the sleeping arm or leg of
Those who are upright
During the day
Those who have little
To do but stroke your
Seven pounds of skin
Defining bones that
Cease to explain the
Whereabouts of your
Lost five pounds

After twelve years
We are cowards in love
Looking the other way
Failing to contemplate
The necessary treachery
That can come in
The name of feline cancer
Gwen Davis-Feldman ©04/17

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16 thoughts on “Purrsday Poetry: Chester

  1. Pingback: Purrsday Poetry–Chester–a reblog | By the Mighty Mumford

  2. heimdalco says:

    This is lovely & so sad. After losing our 19 year old Max to kidney failure, I understand the devastation too well. My heart aches for Chester & his humans.

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