My cat last night
Upside down,
Playing with a toy
Belly exposed
Excited and charming
Relaxed and fat!
Funny and playful
Twisting and twirling
A black and white whirlwind
Happy and purring!
Belly
Tag: Poetry
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Unexpected item in the freezer area..
The ice cream is defrosting
Icebergs float past
My glacier is shrinking
Mussels in an icy glaze are thawing
I’ve deleted my icecubes
The TV is not drowning the beeping
In fact the ice water might flood
With teeny tiny icebergs
Floating past…and me
My heart is frozen stone
My dreams destroyed by BLEEPing!
But only a first world problem….
Does your cat?
Stick his tongue out at you?
While he’s lounging on your knee?
Does your cat stick his claws in?
When he kneads your belly.
Does your cat close his eyes?
When you give him mince pies?
And as a surprise
he just drinks the cream!
Merry New Year
You cheeky creature!
Keeping warm
Oil heaters to help keep warm
Supply some heat through the storm
With a heating radiator seized
These give off heat and I’m pleased
To keep comfy, snug and warm
They really work like a charm
But how I wish we didn’t have
A draughty house like a cave
That doesn’t really rhyme, I know
But poems about heating are low
On my list of things to write
Especially when the bill gives a fright!
A choice of light and heating?
Or having food for eating!
Cornwall
A glow in the sky
Memory of an evening walk
Across grassy fields
And over stony stiles
Only a few days
By the sea
But I remember
The hues and colours
The sights and river sounds
Blousy hedgerows
Full of blossoms
Fruits and seedheads
Mild and breezy
Candyfloss clouds
Cornwall, County of coastlines
Beautiful beaches
High cliffs and moors
I want to return.
Trying to enjoy
My mind is muddled,
My thoughts are muddied
My intentions busy
But ideas are muzzy…
Such a joyous time of year
To enjoy, with good cheer
Or so they say, and so I wish
To drink and eat a tasty dish
To share love far and wide.
But also remember those that died?
For they are here no longer, live
And for their memory we will strive.
We cannot follow where they’ve gone
We can only know their life is done.
So sad and sweet my thoughts entangled,
To relax my mind I’ll try to wrangle.
I can not say about it, more,
I do not want to be a bore.
I can only think of farewells
Then listen to midnight bells
And listen to the Christmas carols
Sung by all of heavens heralds.
Enough of this
Peace is my wish.
Merry Christmas /Holidays
Have a happy Christmas
A joyful day for you and me
May all the world be happy
Round the Christmas tree.
I hope you get the things you need
To help you get along.
No matter if you celebrate the season
Maybe even sing a song
Or not, and do something else,
I wish you every happiness
For this year and next
All year long. X
Lost a day?
I’m confused?
How is it Thursday?
Yesterday was Tuesday
Wasn’t it?
I was calm on Tuesday
(yesterday)
Knowing I had Wednesday
To prepare….
And rest
But now it’s really
Thursday!
And tomorrow’s Friday
Really!
How?
(I accused my friend
Of being confused
About the day
Yesterday!)
Flitting
My mind flits
From one thought to another
Over the same land
At different stages of coherence.
Dreams of silky seas
That were not mine
Or high mountain peaks
All is enfolded within.
Pictures taken by others
Hidden folds and valleys
Corrugations of brain.
Dream travel can be overwhelming
Or limited to a single room
Hidden meaning or memory.
Then the cotton thread snaps
And you wake,
To grey darkness
Stuck back in reality
Only a thin film away
But so far
From dream country.
Snoozin’
Snoozin’ on my sisters blankets
But he likes to sleep on bags
A compromise of yarn
And a linen surface.
Paw over nose, keeping light out
Dreaming of who knows what?
Comfy and warm,
How many hours
Will he snooze?
