dcmarti1 Posted January 11, 2013 Share Posted January 11, 2013 For two nights each week, Wednesday and Saturday, It was the three of us In your bed. He guarded The space between my ankles, Forbidding me any sleep On my side so we might spoon. You could only lay your arm Across my chest or nuzzle Against me; such was the Dominance of his reign. He would not crawl over us, Would not patrol the bed Underneath the blankets, Would not stir his lithe frame For a 3 AM snack or poop. For two nights each week That grey ball with a tail, Purring between my ankles, Was the only faithful one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted January 11, 2013 Share Posted January 11, 2013 I like this. Cats provide an endless source of mystery and conjecture. A friend of mine once said "Dogs have masters. Cats have staff!" You prompt me to post a children's cat poem I wrote some time ago which I don't think is among the fifty or sixty poems I've already posted here. B. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted January 12, 2013 Share Posted January 12, 2013 LOL, another cat poem... soooo cool, so very different from Benjamins yet no less complete. Nice. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted January 13, 2013 Share Posted January 13, 2013 A cat poem ... with an intriguing subtext! Love it! Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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