Trixie woke me up this morning at the exact time of the solstice—2:44 a.m.… The misplaced glow of my sleep-disrupted night throws everything off— not the slightest bit but enough to make me question what I see when I open my eyes I thought the cat was sitting there but she’s still right here keeping [...]
Tag: cat
Saturday morning (a poem)
Today’s catch phrase is Holy crap! Because that’s what I have been saying all weekend. Also, it’s a new month, which means I need to come up with a new writing challenge. I think it is going to be simplicity—that is, simpler language, avoiding unnecessary descriptors or embellishments, keeping to the minimum needed to get the [...]
On the lack of clean surfaces in any of the workspaces in my apartment (a poem)
Because the mess always reasserts itself eventually… This collage of thoughts, impulses, and indecision renderings on paper, in graphite and ink mountains of clippings in untidy piles My workspace of functional disarray: today a mess tomorrow a mark of genius with a cat asleep in the window (8 May 2016)
Trixie comes down from Refrigerator Mountain (A poem)
A bonus poem about one of my cats, Trixie, since I did not come up with a poem for Day 12 of National Poetry Writing Month… She surveys her domain from on high It’s not an unbroken vista, but it’s enough the time she spends there is not wasted Eventually, though, she gets bored with [...]
Lucy the cat (a poem)
A bit of silliness, as an interlude… Lucy the cat the funny, funny cat— Because she’s funny she’s a cat and her name is Lucy (21 March 2016—posted March 22nd)
Lucy (A poem)
The mystery of Lucy, the alarm cat… I wish you had the ability to speak I’d love to know what’s on your mind If I could only have a little peek If I got that peek, what would I find? What would I learn for the first time? I’d love to know what’s on your [...]
Sickbed slumber #4 (a poem)
Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go… I should light the candles on the table There’s no atmosphere to create tonight but might still look nice the dim light flickering in the dark The cat sleeping on my chest keeps me warm the damp cloth on my forehead keeps the fever down the cup [...]
Happy Thanksgiving (A poem)
True story… Damn, it’s cold this morning! That’s what I get for leaving the window open last night I pile on the blankets turn up the heat let the cat settle in at my feet (26 November 2015—posted November 27)
On a chilly September morning (a poem)
Wrote this one this morning… We huddle together for warmth mornings in September gradually give way to the crisp, cool autumn air until it’s time to get the blankets out adding layer upon layer to the pile Then we dive in all sweatshirts and sweaters feet in thick winter socks hot chocolate and a good [...]
Trixie (a poem)
Self-explanatory. She doesn’t seem interested in much barely a glance given my way She never says what she thinks not a word It’s not a refusal to speak she’s a cat (17 August 2015—posted August 18)
