Showing posts with label Cat Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cat Poem. Show all posts
Saturday, December 24, 2011
CHRISTMAS CAT
Christmas Cat curls into a ball beneath the tree, as compactly perfect as any ornament.
Watches lights flicker, enjoys a brief nibble on a bit of red and green ribbon.
Brightly wrapped toys, clothes, and books surround her.
But she smiles, knowing she is the best gift of all
Because she is Cat.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME
Gentle Readers,
We must welcome a new follower: Bouncin' Barb can be found bouncin' through life at http://bouncinbarbs.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-seen-that-face-before.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThisAndThatasIBounceThruLife+%28This+and+That+%28As+I+Bounce+Thru%27+Life%29%29. I hope you read the post you can find by clicking on the link because it's very interesting and unusual and Barb seems to have fun trampolining away.
Welcome, welcome, welcome Bouncin' Barb!
Pssssst - Barb, let's get together and see what we can score. We're never too old.
I also recommend you read Cinderita's very thoughtful and intelligent post at http://cinderitaadventures.blogspot.com/2011/07/will-you-respect-me-in-morning.html
I wrote a ridiculously lengthy comment on this post and was not able to give Huggable Cinderita a good answer to her question. Perhaps you can do better than I did.
Now on to some very serious business: My Dear Mrs. Tuna informed us recently that the ideal blog post is 200 - 300 words.
I can't tell someone to turn right at the corner in less than 500 words. I'm totally incapable of giving a simple answer to a simple question. In fact, I don't believe there's any such thing as a simple answer. Nuances of meaning and endless possibilities get in the way.
When I worked at the nursing home oh so long ago, one of the nursing assistants asked me what I was going to do with several cups of ice.
Put it down your pants, I responded.
Then I explained that I was actually taking it to put in the watcher pitcher of a man who was in isolation. We couldn't take the pitcher out of the room to refill it, but we could take ice in to add it.
The assistant's response to this was, There's no such thing as a yes or no answer to a question with you, is there?
I had to admit there is not. There's simply too much in the world that must be explained or pondered out loud before I answer a question.
I can't help it.
God made me this way.
Infinities of love,
Lola
We must welcome a new follower: Bouncin' Barb can be found bouncin' through life at http://bouncinbarbs.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-seen-that-face-before.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ThisAndThatasIBounceThruLife+%28This+and+That+%28As+I+Bounce+Thru%27+Life%29%29. I hope you read the post you can find by clicking on the link because it's very interesting and unusual and Barb seems to have fun trampolining away.
Welcome, welcome, welcome Bouncin' Barb!
Pssssst - Barb, let's get together and see what we can score. We're never too old.
I also recommend you read Cinderita's very thoughtful and intelligent post at http://cinderitaadventures.blogspot.com/2011/07/will-you-respect-me-in-morning.html
I wrote a ridiculously lengthy comment on this post and was not able to give Huggable Cinderita a good answer to her question. Perhaps you can do better than I did.
Now on to some very serious business: My Dear Mrs. Tuna informed us recently that the ideal blog post is 200 - 300 words.
I can't tell someone to turn right at the corner in less than 500 words. I'm totally incapable of giving a simple answer to a simple question. In fact, I don't believe there's any such thing as a simple answer. Nuances of meaning and endless possibilities get in the way.
When I worked at the nursing home oh so long ago, one of the nursing assistants asked me what I was going to do with several cups of ice.
Put it down your pants, I responded.
Then I explained that I was actually taking it to put in the watcher pitcher of a man who was in isolation. We couldn't take the pitcher out of the room to refill it, but we could take ice in to add it.
The assistant's response to this was, There's no such thing as a yes or no answer to a question with you, is there?
I had to admit there is not. There's simply too much in the world that must be explained or pondered out loud before I answer a question.
I can't help it.
God made me this way.
Infinities of love,
Lola
Saturday, June 25, 2011
KAMIKAZE KAT
Kamikaze Kat sets out on mission from heavens above
Celestial white feet cat walk barn rafters
Stealth bomber but ultralight
Black fuselage lean and taught
Catapults from ten thousand thousand angels
Critical speed achieved
Bogey sighted
Flying clean
Facile three-point landing
Black rudder all bottle brush spikes
Invulnerable wind barrel rolls into dog fight
Slaps face
Hisses cat calls at enemy
Cur flees divine supersonic backwash of claws yelping maydays
Victory sanctified
Strolls into sunlight
Soft black ball sleeps at peace
A godlike survivor who knows she was willing to make supreme sacrifice
Celestial white feet cat walk barn rafters
Stealth bomber but ultralight
Black fuselage lean and taught
Catapults from ten thousand thousand angels
Critical speed achieved
Bogey sighted
Flying clean
Facile three-point landing
Black rudder all bottle brush spikes
Invulnerable wind barrel rolls into dog fight
Slaps face
Hisses cat calls at enemy
Cur flees divine supersonic backwash of claws yelping maydays
Victory sanctified
Strolls into sunlight
Soft black ball sleeps at peace
A godlike survivor who knows she was willing to make supreme sacrifice
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