Hi everyone,
Today’s Purrsday Poetry post comes from Patricia Carragon.
Angel Cat
(for Kat)
Two shining stars, like jewels from winter’s sky,
all matched her eyes of bluest gray. A stray
cat made her home beneath a car and she
was quiet. People, too involved with thoughts,
never saw those rare jewels from winter’s sky—
the angel cat that lived beneath a car.
She’d sit and watch a scene of passing legs–-
her face was like a mask that’s carved from snow.
She wore two pairs of mittens and a bib
that’s made from soft white fur to keep her warm.
The cat was quiet, yet hungered for love,
until I looked at her and saw her eyes—
the shining stars that glowed beneath the car.
I walked over to the cat and offered
my hand to greet her. The angel cat came
beside me, trusting me to take her home.
Her cat-like magic danced around my legs—
she encircled me, giving all her trust.
Standing so proud, she adored attention
as I stroked her soft white and ginger coat.
But I had to leave and walked up the path.
In silence, she watched her friend disappear—
a stray cat made her home beneath a car
and she was quiet, yet hungered for love.
I passed her by, but never saw the cat—
the angel cat that lived beneath a car.
Then days later, she ran over to me,
so puppy-like, so pleased to see her friend.
Her cat-like magic danced around my legs–
she encircled me, giving all her trust.
She loved to be caressed. She stood so proud
as I stroked her soft white and ginger coat.
She mewed for adoption, but l said, “No.”
She followed me and through the opened door,
her cat-like magic danced around my legs.
I shouted, “No,” and then, without a fight,
she slowly backed away. No cries, no purrs.
I went up to my flat before she fled—
a stray cat made her home beneath a car
and left without her human’s love or trust.
Days later, I saw her beneath the car—
her head was ripped, missing a chunk of flesh,
her brain—exposed, and fear destroyed her smile.
Her eyes of bluest gray had lost their shine.
She saw what happened. Sadness knew the truth.
I said I was sorry and for the last time,
I left her there and headed upstairs.
forgot about the kitten until now—
two shining stars, like jewels from winter’s sky,
all matched her eyes of bluest gray. A stray
cat used to make her home beneath a car
and she was quiet, yet hungered for love.
I passed her by, but never saw the cat—
the angel cat that lived beneath a car.
Patricia Carragon July 2006
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Brooklyn writer and poet Patricia Carragon loves cupcakes, chocolate, cats, and haiku. Her publication credits include BigCityLit, CLWN WR, Clockwise Cat, Danse Macabre, Home Planet News, Inertia, Lips, Levure littéraire, Long Island Quarterly, Mad Hatters’ Review, The Mom Egg, The Toronto Quarterly, Word Salad, and others. She is the author of “Journey to the Center of My Mind” (Rogue Scholars Press, 2005) and “Urban Haiku and More” (Fierce Grace Press, 2010). Her two books are forthcoming: “Cupcake Chronicles” from Poets Wear Prada and “Innocence” from Finishing Line Press. She hosts the Brooklyn-based Brownstone Poets and is the editor-in-chief of its annual anthology. Patricia is a member of Brevitas and Pen Women’s Literary Workshop. She is one of the Executive Editors for Home Planet News Online. For more information, please check out her other website at:
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How very sad
Very moving, yet beautiful!
Thank you for reading
Thanks for making me cry.
Thank you for reposting my poem. Yes, it never grows old. The sadness is timeless. I will never forget what happened!
Heartbreaking 😿💔
Thank you for reading
Thank you for reading. Hugs.