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Provocative vulnerability
Spewing from
Groomed tendrils
And costumes
And accessories
Tenderly outfitted.
Premature felines
Frisk freely
Or haunt the sidelines
Headily
In the prime
Of their attractive
Natures,
Tares from
The frumpy mousetrappers
Waiting in their
Round middle-section-
Pampered frames.
Too kewpie;
Cutie coos,
“What’s to become
Of you?”
Oh dear, this is going to be one of the difficult competitions... :)
lucy who was wild and whom I taught to trust
gave birth
and there they were all six
a multi-colored quilt of breathing fur
but one was the smallest of them all
born naked as a human babe
and just as helpless
I hovered, wondered, scratched my head
finally resolving his urgent need to live
with a strip of the softest, oldest cloth
dipped tenderly, hopefully
as a spring day, in formula
held him cupped in my hand;
his tiny head lay limp as string
on my raft of fingers
then, as though fishing for the
wiliest catfish, lowered the bait
of life as near his mouth as I could get
he sought it like his mother’s teat
sucked once, twice then dropped exhausted
I fed him in the night
stood watch all next day
he and I, partners in crime,
determined together to stay death’s hand
at last I had to put him back and
trust to Mother Nature, that merciless wench,
but luck was with us and we triumphed
he lived
others have done more, I know
still, when I look at him
dancing under my stroking hand
I think “I saved him”
and I am proud
You little assassin.
Jesus you did it again.
They say this is a gift
For me. Thanks cat. Half a mouse.
OK more than half.
Next time stick to chocolates.
Yesterday I walked out on the grass
And heard a mew
And there you were
And there was another creature
Before you, helpless, damaged, breathing hard.
Blue, feathered, tiny,
Breathing hard.
I can do without these dilemmas,
I have enough dilemmas, cat.
OK, looks like we're nearly done...
Not to be overly polite or anything, but this was a tough one in many ways. What's a cat all about? Why are we watching, what are we watching, is the cat watching us? I enjoyed the poems, and like cats, they were all the same but very different.
Monamy's cat-viewpoint monologue was very touching while Aunt Shecky's trim and interesting (and somehow mathematical) poem was something really to ponder. Alakungfu's haiku-like work was another one like that, except that it reminded me of Ira Levin's 'The Stepford Wives', somehow... Qimissung's story of the rescued kitten was a very heartfelt piece; my own kittens (well, now two late cats and one middle-aged one) were all rescues. But argh, Alexar sort of captured the essence of a particular kind of human-cat relationship.
Decisions, decisions. To paraphrase,
"I can do without these decisions,
I have enough decisions, Alexar."
It seems to capture the spirit of this contest too, in some ways. For a very sharp and punchy piece which has a catlike spirit all the way through, I've decided Alexar wins and will give us the next topic. Congrats!
Hey thanks Autolycus! You never picked up a more unconsidered trifle!
...and now I have another dilemma...
ok my theme is 'every time it rains'.
If I give about three weeks, is that ok? Someone tell me if it should be different, I'm new. So the deadline is 29 June, 8pm in the UK (which is where I am).
Thanks again, I enjoyed the other poems and they inspired me!
To be honest, I did have the feeling that alexar will win this one...
what?
No, really, I did!
Oh nevermind :D Congrats, Alexar, and welcome to Let Nit!
Everytime it rains? Hmm, I'm living in an island that is RARELY blessed with rain so I wouldn't know :lol: I'll give it a try later though, seems interesting:thumbs_up
Thanks for the welcome Monamy!
I don't mind if you read 'every time it rains' any way it will read, so if it's about a once-in-ten-years rain, that's got to be ok. Come to think of it I kind of like that idea.
Congratulations, alexar. I also liked your poem a great deal. It had a liveliness and warmth to it, however much an 'unconsidered trifle' it was! I love the first lines:
"You little assassin.
Jesus, you did it again" :lol:
If that isn't a cat all over-and then they are making those cute little noises like "See what I did?!"
Bless you qimissung. Yes my cats are a pair of little black killers. I tried to bell them but they have snakelike heads and off came the collars, so the wildlife continues to pay the ultimate price for their beautiful presence.
Let's have a rain poem then.
When we were starting
a Zen couple in transit
tears bound up our sighs
We survived rivals
honeymoon night together
swore vows at the Falls
Anniversaries
at the neighbourhood fountain
throwing pennies in
Tomorrows pressed like
dried rainbows in mesh scrapbooks
beckon to the years
Now, time after time, it rains
like the times that bid their grace.
These are the Rainy Days
The great purge, of those dirty.
It cleans with natures fury.
The sky though wet may blaze
These are the rainy days.
As the window’s threatened with ever gust
The hearth sizzles, and begins to rust
The warmth sinks, in a dreary haze
These are the rainy days.
The lights flicker, with thunderclap
The sockets simmer with a spark and zap
As the clouds thicken, and look glazed
These are the rainy days
As hopelessness begin to sink
The clouds part and one thinks
That rainbows have the prettiest face
These are, the moments of grace.
Rabid Reader
Ah we have a competition. Excellent! Thanks to alakungfu and rabid reader for joining in. I like the droplets that fall all the way through 'Waterford Crystal', and the rhymes through 'Rainy Days' that by the end seem inevitably to have led to the word 'grace'.
I like the rain.
Then it rains...
Closet closed, cant get away,
not random, when you look that way,
cant stand it, that one day I'll pay,
lest right now - it rain again.
a running score, me one them four,
running faster, than thought before,
brought to dawn, and struck my core,
and look - its raining down some more
Fate repay, and congregate
and conjure spell to emulate,
a normal life be mine today
and fix the rain to go away!