Purrsday Poetry: A little Gray Kitten

Hi everyone,

Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Archena:

Love

Lithe and lively,
Gray and small,
Bundle of curiosity and calm,
Warm and loving,
Softly on my shoulder lying,
Or kneading my arm as I try to play.

Someday, we’ll be parted.
I’ll leave you or,
More likely you will go without me.
Then, as now, I will commend you to
The One Who made you.

And you’ll teach some busy angel
How to ride the celestial air
With a small gray drop of love on his shoulder.
And when to settle down for a cuddle.

But until then Heaven’s loss is my gain.

We’ll visit Tractor Supply so you can wave
Your fur-flag tail graciously to your fans.
You’ll get your secret can of fake salmon food
While I pretend not to spoil you
The way you spoil me.

And we’ll have our moments
You purring in my ear as if recorder practice weren’t hard enough.
Baths and nail clippings to be suffered through
Ever the gracious little lady
Always ready to give your love

How I will miss you
And how glad I am to have you now.
This is God’s gift
That such different ones as we can know the joy of mutual presence
Ah, if we could share His love with all,
Would not the world be wonderful?
If perhaps a bit furry.

Come on,  your fans await.
Maybe it is enough to share you-
After that bath…

This post first appeared on Larilees Blog.

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Purrsday Poetry: A poem about Suki

Hi everyone,

Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by KiWi:

Sometimes I think out to my cat,

And share my thoughts with her.

“I’m so glad the weather’s cool today.”

And Sukkah – she just purrs.

“What is time?” I ask out loud.

“A measurement of hours.

The opposite of eternity?”

But my darling just miaows.

“Why do we laugh?” I ask my pet.

“Strange giggles and guffaws?

A hiccough expressing social joy?”

Suki just licks her paw.

“Where do insects go at night?

Do they rest, or constantly creep?

Do they have homes to return for meals?”

But Sukkah falls asleep.

“Why is there beauty in this earth?

Why aren’t all things cold and stiff?

Thank God that He gave light to us!”

My Lefty blinks and sniffs.

“How many roads must a man go down?”

I wonder and poke her feet.

But Suki twitches and looks around

For bread or milk to eat.

“And what are numbers?” I think about.

“Just counting milk or mops.

An image assigned to a mental concept.”

And Sukkah stretches – and flops.

“How on earth are you so cute?!

And where could Olaf be?”

I ask her, but my dahblaise sprawls

In a sunbeam peacefully.

My Suki’s taught me it’s okay

To think, then rest, then eat,

Then sleep a bit and stretch a while,

Read a book, repeat.

My Suki’s taught me how to rest

As the sun grows warm and fonder.

We cuddle, purr, dream of sleep,

And watch the world, and ponder.

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Purrsday Poetry: The pregnant Tortoise Shell Cat

She was a beautiful tortoise-shell kitty.

Pregnant, hungry and scared, such a pity.

She ran past

in a flash.

I put out some food.

She gobbled it up and her mood improved.

But, then she ran away and hid.

I fed her every day, I did.

One day, I heard soft mewing from behind the shed.

There, I saw two orange kittens with eyes not open yet.

I came inside to ask my husband if I could keep them.

He gave a resounding, “No!” But, I knew him.

I went back outside, she had already moved one away.

I thought maybe it was best for me not to disturb them anyway.

I went back in so she could get her second baby

And re-unite her small family.

But, the evening wore on and it was getting chilly.

I went outside and there was one lonesome kitty.

I took him in, fed him, and gave him a peck.

He climbed up my chest and nestled into my neck.

He slept all night in a box on a towel,

Not making a yowl. He has a nice home now.

My neighbor helped to feed the tortoise-shell kitty too.

And we named her Mama Kitty. It seemed the right thing to do.

She went on to have other litters before we could get her spayed.

But, her last litter, she finally trusted us and so she stayed.

We could pet and hold them, but still not her.

She was too wild, I’m sure.

Her brood is with us now–her 3 colored kitties.

One gray, one orange, and one tortoise-shell beauty.

But she has gone on to where all good kitties go.

Sweet Mama Kitty, we loved you so!

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